Chapter Forty Two

What Roth told him afterwards left him in shock. As he read Roth’s response to that yes for the fifth time he felt his brain cells starting to go numb. He stared at the laptop screen with a white face, when suddenly he heard a loud explosion sound from the living room, making him jump and the laptop falling off from his lap.

He clutched his chest and reflexively pulled the blanket on himself as a way of protecting himself. It took him a while to calm himself as he reminded himself that he was safe in his house.

Just as Tristan was about to leave his bedroom to determine the source of the sound, it entered the room in Oliver’s hand.

Tristan winced at the sight of the party popper that Oliver was carrying, quickly snatching it from him. Oliver looked slightly taken aback but then chuckled, putting a hand on Tristan’s shoulder, “Happy Birthday, Tris!”

Tristan tried to smile but he could not.

Oliver placed his hands over Tristan’s eyes and walked him into the living room.

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