Chapter 366: You're My Miracle

Tristan's POV:

Tia proves to be a handful. She was a blubbering mess the day we picked her up. She seemed to think she was the only one grieving. She had barely met me and yet she literally flung her luggage at me, expecting me to carry it.

She demanded to sit in the front seat, a demand I refused to meet.

"No," I'd said in a firm, authoritative voice that hopefully demanded respect.

"Why?" she asked.

"Your sister is sitting there."

I was not about to have this bint sitting in the front seat of my car. I knew I shouldn't dislike her on impulse but after all the different occasions she'd refused to come home, breaking her sister's heart and increasing her sister's burden, there was no chance of me liking her.

Ella didn't even bat an eyelid at her sister's behaviour, apparently this was normal for Tia Winthrope.

The day of the funeral was no better. She had acted as if she was the one who was looking after everyone, instead of Ella.