[A few hours before Tristan went home.]
TRISTAN'S POINT OF VIEW:
I looked at my wrist watch to check what the time is because it's already getting dark. It's almost 6 pm. I should go home now because Justin is waiting for me.
I rubbed the butt of my cigarette on the ashtray that as beside me to extinguish it. I let out a heavy sigh as I started overthinking again.
If I don't do anything as early as now, I might actually lose the love of my life sooner or later. I don't want that.
I felt a stinging sensation on my chest as negative thoughts flooded my mind. It was like torture to me.
I've dated countless of people before, but I've never felt this attached to anyone. Justin makes me want to live, and losing him might also make me want to... die.
"Goddamn it," I muttered under my breath as I clenched my jaw. I should go see my father right now. Starting today, I'd beg him to just allow us to be together.
