Chapter 72 Where Truth Hurts

• The classroom was noisy with students chatting, their voices low but clear enough for Tristan to catch fragments of their conversation. Most of it revolved around him and Aiden.
• Faustino slid into the seat beside him, leaning closer. "Tristan... is it true? What everyone’s saying about you and Aiden?" he asked, his voice filled, with curiosity.
• Tristan didn’t reply. His eyes were fixed on the open book in front of him, though he hadn’t processed a single word. He flipped a page mechanically, pretending to read while the whispers around him grew louder with every passing second, drowning out the words on the page.