Chapter 128\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d paused, staring into Sarah\u2019s eyes. She\u2019d raised an eyebrow, waiting for me to respond to her question.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d nodded slowly, but apparently that wasn\u2019t enough for her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, Tristan. She\u2019d shaken her head firmly. \u2018I need you to use your words. Do you love Athena?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d stayed quiet, understanding exactly what she was doing. Sarah knew that if I said it out loud, if I actually spoke the words, I\u2019d have to stand by them. She knew I wouldn\u2019t be able to stop until I\u2019d made Athena mine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
*I\u2019m waiting, Tristan. I need to get home to my husband. When you\u2019re ready to be truthful with yourself, you know where to\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d picked up her purse and headed for the door again. As her hand touched the handle, I\u2019d finally found my voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Yes. I love her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words had felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, like they\u2019d been sitting on my chest for years waiting to be spoken.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sarah had turned back with a raised eyebrow. \u201cI can\u2019t hear you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I said I love her.\u201d My voice had gotten stronger, more certain with each word I love Athena Slade. I love Orion\u2019s little sister. I love her with every single thing I have.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d been breathing heavily as the words rolled off my tongue, like I\u2019d just finished running a marathon. Sarah had smiled at me with what looked like pride mixed with relief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I don\u2019t think I\u2019m the one you need to tell,\u201d she\u2019d said before walking out, leaving me standing in my living room, panting like I\u2019d just won the most important race of my life.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was right. She wasn\u2019t the one I needed to tell.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d picked up my phone with shaking hands and dialed Orion\u2019s number. It rang once, twice, before he picked up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHello, man. If you\u2019re calling to tell me you\u2019re drunk again\u2026\u201d Orion\u2019s voice had carried that familiar note of concerned irritation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI love Athena,\u201d I\u2019d said, cutting him off completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silence stretched between us like a canyon. I was already heading outside my room, my phone on my left ear as I tried to lock my door\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHello? Are you there?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes Athena know?\u201d he\u2019d asked finally, his voice surprisingly calm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d been so shocked by his reaction that I\u2019d almost dropped the phone. \u201cWhat I asked searching for Sarah, who was no where to found.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI asked if you\u2019ve told Athena how you feel.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018No. Wait, you knew?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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20:34 Thu, Jan 8 A\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 128\u00a0<\/p>\n
There\u2019d been another pause before he\u2019d spoken, \u201cOf course I knew. I\u2019m your best friend, arent 17\u00a0<\/p>\n
And you said nothing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat should I have said? Should I have forced you to see your own feelings\u00a0<\/p>\n
So you\u2019re okay with this?\u201d I\u2019d asked, already heading for my bike keys.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWho\u2019s my wife?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018Sarah?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd who is Sarah?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour wife? I\u2019d heard him let out a frustrated groan as I sat on my\u00a0<\/p>\n
bike.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYour cousin, you idiot. That had made us both laugh despite everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t refuse when I asked to marry your cousin. Why?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause I trusted you with her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood.\u201d I\u2019d known he was nodding even though I couldn\u2019t see him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBecause you knew I would never hurt her, right?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI knew you\u2019d rather die than watch anything happen to her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u2018I know that about you too. So stop hurting my sister before someone else starts treating her right.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, man. That means everything to me, but I have to go.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d hung up before he could respond, already starting my bike and heading toward wherever Athena might be.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But then my phone had started ringing again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d had to pull over to answer it, frustrated by the delay when all I wanted was to get to Athena and make things right between us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2.31%8\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHello,\u201d I\u2019d said impatiently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI need you to come to the racing center. There\u2019s this new rider I want to sign and take international.\u201d It was Sam, one of my main sponsors, but I wasn\u2019t in the mood for business right now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cTomorrow.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI need you to come now. This can\u2019t wait. I won\u2019t waste your time, I promise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d hung up and reluctantly changed direction toward the racing center. I\u2019d figured I could see whoever he was talking about quickly and then get back to the important business of winning back the woman I loved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The Biker Alpha Who Became My Second Chance Mate\u00a0<\/p>\n
Memories Drifted Into Soft Silence by Kyx Frost 128 Chapter 128\u00a0 Tristan\u2019s POV\u00a0 I\u2019d paused, staring into Sarah\u2019s eyes. She\u2019d […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[77],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26285","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-second-gear-of-love-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26285","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26285"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26285\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26285"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26285"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26285"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}