The Sting of Defeat

Chapter 138: Back To The Motel

Tristan's POV

I was back in the damned motel, where I had been living for the past months at this point. Months away from my son, my life, my company while I chased after the ghost of my sick wife

I'd extended the motel reservation four times since I got here. Each extension had been a negotiation with myself that I made telling myself the same thing over and over