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Chapter 121: Too Late to Apologize

Tristan’s P.O.V

I stood at the massive gate of the Wilson estate, clutching a bouquet of fresh roses in one hand and a box of chocolates in the other. My fingers were already cramping from holding them so tightly, but I didn't care. I didn’t come all the way here to complain about sore hands.

The gu...