Tristan Grayson's voice was low, dripping with sarcasm. "Aiden Avery, are you openly trying to steal a woman from me?"
Aiden Avery's eyes darkened. 'Steal her?' he thought. 'If Mika had married anyone else, I really would have tried... But it's Tristan. Morally, I could never allow myself to covet my brother's wife…'
With that thought, he reached out and pulled Tristan Grayson up from the ground, offering a wry smile. "Tristan, I just want you to understand what's really most important to you."
"..." An incredibly complex look filled Tristan Grayson's eyes. He said nothing, simply pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
'What is really important to me?'
'Maggie... I can't just stand by and watch her suffer, let alone leave her all alone and helpless.'
'I really don't understand why everyone is pushing me into a corner.'
'My family is pressuring me, that woman is pressuring me, and now even my best friend is pressuring me.'
'Do I really have to choose between them?'
