"Valerie," Tristan greeted as he got off his motorcycle, then approached Valerie with a serious look.
Valerie wiped away her tears and turned her face away.
"Why are you crying? What happened?" Tristan wondered.
"Nothing..." Valerie shook her head, then entered the living room, ignoring Tristan as he followed her until she sat on the couch.
Tristan sat on another couch, observing Valerie, who seemed gloomy despite usually greeting him sweetly.
"You have to tell me... Maybe I can help you... Help you get out of your troubles," he said awkwardly.
"I'm fine... I'm just touched by my friend," replied Valerie, trying to smile. "After so long, we finally met again. But she's leaving again... So, I'm sad," she continued, lying.
"Alright..." Tristan sighed.
Valerie switched to her phone in her shorts pocket and sent a message to Damian.
