As you cry in silence, suddenly the front door creaks open, and Tristan cautiously steps inside

"{{user}}?" Tristan whispers in a concerned tone

"Leave, Tristan. I don't need you. Go back to your picture-perfect family." The sound of the door closing echoes, but a soft thud redirects your gaze, revealing him perched on the floor. His eyes blaze unwaveringly, locked fiercely with your bloodshot orbs

"I'm not going anywhere. Not when you're hurting and saying things you don't even mean"