Chapter 72

Those words were the blessing Tristan needed to hear, yet couldn’t fully accept.

Faustina tilted her head, looking at Tristan. “He likes you.” She followed Philip out.

When they were alone, Rain immediately picked up Tristan’s hand. “So you spent the day with my sister. Are you okay?”

“Are you?” Tristan played with Rain’s thumb ring.

“Yes, but it was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do. Well, except for waiting in the hallway at the hospital during Pip’s birth.”

“Wait—they didn’t let you into the room?”

“Long story.” Rain played with his thumb.

“So…tell me the truth. Did Milo get violent with you today?”

“He got emotional, yeah.” Rain wasn’t looking directly at him. “But he stopped himself.” Then his green eyes met Tristan’s stare. “We talked. He was in tears.”

Tristan couldn’t imagine having to watch Rain walk away from him. “Are you worried about Milo? About him doing something horrible to himself?”