Chapter 119: Waiting

Trista’s POV

I thought I’d be really anxious over the next three days, but I was surprisingly relaxed. What was the point in worrying or stressing? I’d done everything I could. It was literally out of my hands now. There was no point in stewing over something I couldn’t control.

Hazel, on the other hand, was a hot mess.

She pretended like she didn’t care about Lucian, but I had to wonder. Several times she asked if she should call him.

“Just to find out about the competition,” she assured me. “I mean, he might know something, right? Maybe it will help ease your anxiety?”

I chuckled. MY anxiety? I think she meant HER anxiety. She was the one who was walking around the apartment with a one-track mind. She kept forgetting to do little things, like turn off the stove or close the fridge. She was clearly distracted. So much so, that she almost let the bathtub overflow when she was giving Belle a bath!

“If you want to call him, you can. But don’t do it on my account,” I said gently. I had a