Chapter 141. Fights

Elona's POV

I twisted my fingers nervously as Tristan pulled up to the curb outside the VFS building. Morning sunlight filtered through the tinted windows of his car, casting golden hues across his sharp jawline. He turned to me with a soft smile as he reached out to me, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear.

“I’ll be practicing at the auditorium today for the upcoming show. It's approaching fast,” he said, his voice calm as he pulled his hand away from me. I could feel the tension underneath his calm, the weight of expectation pressing against him.

“You will do great,” I said with all the faith I had in him, and I meant it. He was born for stages and crowds, even if he would never admit it. “I can’t wait to see it.”

He smiled again, slower this time, more personal. Then he leaned forward and kissed me, a soft, u