Echoes of Her Absence

Chapter 27: Haunted By Her Ghost

TRISTAN

I didnt want to admit it, but now that I was alone and not performing for anyone, I could finally say it.

The room felt too big, too empty without her, and although she may not be here, doesn't mean that her presence wasn't greatly felt. Every surface in the room held reminders of her—the book on her nightstand.

The framed photo of the three of us from