DAHLIA:
The chilly look in my husband’s eyes was so frightening that I involuntarily took a step back away from the door.
But all of that was just in a split second. Perhaps realizing who I was, his face lit up into a smile.
“Dahlia, why are you here,” he said in a warm tone as he clicked the door of his study room shut, letting my final chance to see his guest escape into the air.
I didn’t know what to make out of his demeanor. He was like a ghost one moment and then he had become warm and inviting the next… Was his mood really this fickle?
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know I was disturbing something important,” I said. Was this kind and grinning Tristan before me the same Tristan I had seen a few seconds ago? It was a disturbing thought that I just couldn’t erase in my head…
“No, it wasn’t a bother. My business partner and I are about to end our meeting. Shall we go now?”