"But it's the truth. Just let me go." By then, Mika Summers had already unbuckled her seatbelt. She got out of the car and tried to walk past Tristan Grayson to leave.
Tristan Grayson shot out a hand and grabbed her arm. "Tell me this isn't real!" 'How could this woman be so heartless! So heartless as to feed him these fabricated lies.'
His low, hoarse voice made Mika Summers's heart ache more and more. Her face was deathly pale as she shook her head. "I'm not lying to you. It's true." With that said, Mika Summers turned and walked away without looking back.
Tristan Grayson's gaze darkened as he stared after her. But as he took in her slender frame, an idea suddenly struck him. A wicked smile crossed his lips. He found it all utterly ridiculous. 'I almost fell for it again.'
