The Abyss of Regret

Tristan gave a gentle smile, his smile like a soft spring breeze. "Goodbye, Ms. Vance. Next time we meet, I hope we can start over and get to know each other anew."

Camille smiled calmly, looking into his smiling eyes. "Let's talk about it next time."

It might not be long before they met again. But she didn't love Tristan anymore. No matter what he did, he probably wouldn't be able to thaw the ice