Tristan's POV
A small groan slid past my lips and I already knew it wasn't a good sign. I wasn't the type to feel pain, so whenever I did, it was a simple indication that I had gone through s**t. I was yet to open my eyes, but I already knew it wasn't going to be a good experience when I finally decided to check out the world again.
With my eyes still closed, I tried to turn to my side. Considering the fact that I didn't have the faintest clue where I was, it was one of the worst decisions I could make, but did I do it? Hell yeah.
The moment I laid on my side, an unimaginable jolt of pain shot up my legs. It was a miracle how I didn't yell off the entire room and roof, but do you know what wasn't a miracle, the force at which I peeled my eyes open.
I blinked back a couple of times,
