Severed Ties

I walked to my car without a word, my face blank, but inside, I was fuming.

Water dripped from my clothes, soaking into the seat the second I sat down. Even my car didn't deserve this mess.

I hesitated, debating whether to grab something to dry off when a soft towel landed on my head, covering my shoulders. I turned, startled. It was... Tristan.

Shame hit me like a wave. Had he been standing there