Chapter 10. Acting Like a Nervous Teenager

Tristan

Five years. Five long, torturous years since I’d last seen her face.

Standing in that crowded airport, I scan the sea of passengers flooding through the arrival gates. My palms are sweating, and I can’t remember the last time I felt this nervous. Not even during my first shift had my heart hammered this hard against my ribs.

I’ll to be thirty five next month but, I’m acting like a nervous teenager.

What if she doesn’t want to see me? What if the moment our eyes meet, all she remembers is that night? The night I destroyed everything between us with my stupidity and selfishness.

The night I told her I could only see her as a little sister, right after we’d crossed a line that changed everything. A line we shouldn’t have crossed because I couldn’t control my animalistic desire.

Orion should be here instead of me. He’s her actual brother, the one who has every right to welcome her home. But I’d insisted on coming myself, told him to go