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“Until torateful that his mask concealed any evidence of his chaotic emotions

“Until toave a curt nod

Tristan closed the door firmly, called up to the coached forward, picked up a gentle pace He removed his mask, stood and watched as it turned the corner and disappeared fro for a few er

The friendly pat on his shoulder jolted him back to the present

“I must say I did expect you to leave with her” Chandler stood at his side and stared into the distance, too “You are both free to conduct a discreet liaison”

In truth, he could think of nothing he would rather do Things would have been so different had they only just met

“We are friends, nothing more” It hurt to say the words He wanted to believe thee all hope was lost, refused to accept that was the extent of their relationship “Everything else is in the past”

“Is it? I’m not so certain”

Tristan whipped around to face hiritted teeth He had to unleash his pent up anger on someone

Chandler shrugged, unaffected by his volatile mood “But he is dead, and you are very much alive”

“Am I?” He had been dead inside for five years

Chandler appeared confused by his reply “You’re letting resentement”

“Are you telling me you wouldn’t feel the same way if you were in my position?”

“I have no notion hoould react I have never loved a woman the way you love her”

Chandler’s words were like a barbed arrow to his heart A inside he tried toas he could reme, love still flourished deep within