Betrayal Before the Altar

Tristan was a little uncomfortable. He came up with an excuse to walk away. "You're welcome," he said. "I'll go freshen up first."

Hazel nodded. She took the hairdryer and went back to the room alone to blow-dry her hair.

For the past few days, she had been the one getting into bed first to sleep every night.

But in reality, she did not fall asleep early.

So when he went back to the room and l