(Zyrie)
Tristan is still here in the house and currently dad is cooking something, just after he became sobered from drinking wine. He put the dish in the plate and served it to Tristan, I saw on how he smiled at me and of course at the dish, he looks too happy about it. Dad on the other hand, looked on him like he was my long lost brother, I just wished he will just be my brother and nothing more that. Tristan started eating, dad is waiting for reactions or I should say, compliments, I just shook my head and leave my seat. I went upstairs and entered my bedroom, I just let them do their thing and I need to be alone and think of the things I would do from now on.
I sat on the bed, with my back leaning on the headboard, I tuck myself under the blanket and stare blankly at the dark, only
