Move To Tristan's House (2)

"Darling, is there any trouble in your family in East City?" Tristan asked, his tone showing a genuine worry.

Bella turned her gaze back to Tristan. "No. Nothing happens. Everything is fine as far as I know," she answered, maintaining her smile. 

She didn't want to ruin Tristan's mood on their first day back together, living under the same roof.

"Are you sure?" Tristan slowly raised his hand, gently stroking her hair. He continued his words when he didn't hear her response and saw her avoiding his gaze. "I mean... you still seem worried about something. You can share it with me, Bella. I'll try to help no matter what..." He meant it.

Hearing the sincerity in his voice, Bella turns to see him again. "Thank you, Tristan. But I also don't know what happened there. I will let you know if anything is wrong and ask for help if necessary."

His worried gaze slowly faded, replaced with his spring-like smile.