Chapter 75 Tears Don't Heal Scars

• “What the hell is going on, Tristan?” Aiden’s voice was low and cold, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Tristan, who refused to meet his gaze.
• “I had no idea… I’m sorry,” Tristan muttered, barely audible as he bit his lip.
• “Aiden,” Rosie whispered, her voice trembling. “You shouldn’t blame your friend. He didn’t know who I was… I couldn’t tell him I’m your…” She paused, sniffing, struggling to finish her sentence.