#Chapter64 I drove him away.
/"Hi,/" I greet a very good looking Tristan as I open the door.
/"Hi,/" he breathes out and shoves his hands into his jean pockets.
/"Wanna come in?/" I ask.
/"Sure./"
I step aside and allow him to enter. He makes himself at home and sits on one of the leather couches in the living room.
/"You want anything to drink?/" I ask him.
/"I'm fine./" He shakes his head. /"I just came to tell you something./"
/"Okay.../" I drawl out and sit next to him. /"But before you say anything, I want to say I'm sorry./"
/"Hailey I--/" he tries to speak but I cut him off.