Tristan spent the whole night drinking. He couldn't close his eyes and fell asleep. Whenever he closed his eyes, he opened them back as he couldn't seem to fall asleep no matter what.

"You know what. I give up," Tristan snorted.

"I don't even know what to do or how to feel any more. I came here to break my curse..." He trailed off as he took another sip of alcohol from the bottle.

His eyes were red already and it was due to the fact he couldn't cry no matter how he wanted and he couldn't express how he felt.

"My life back in the werewolf world isn't that...