The food truck was normally Ariel's safe space. But now things had shifted. Now instead of it being where she could be far removed from the world's problems for a bit.
It was acting more like an anchor. Binding her to one place, making it impossible for her to escape the chatter going on around her. When Tristan had told her that they would be starting the rumors of the engagement soon. Ariel had simply taken it at face value, not truly appreciating how big a deal it would be.
People were very interested in the lives of the rich and famous. That much, Ariel knew. But given the fact that she now spoke regularly with Tristan Asher, to her he was not some random concept to obsess over. He was a living, breathing human being. But to other people, he was still this unreachable entity, far, far away from them. And any bit of news that trickled down about him was something that they deemed as worth talking about. As such, the gossip was overwhelming.
