Chapter 88 Let's Break Up!

• "Maybe we should... just end it," he muttered under his breath, almost as if just saying it hurt. "How would Mr. Andrew feel about me?" he thought again, the decision weighing on him more than ever.
• Mr. Belltower had trusted him to care for his son, to treat him like the younger brother he was. But instead... he had chosen to date him? What would his mom think? He liked to act like he didn’t care about her opinion or anyone else’s, but deep down, he feared her disappointment. Would she be ashamed of who he had become? He didn’t know which thought hurt more—the shame he imagined from her or the guilt he felt within himself.
• The questions swirled in his mind, heavy and relentless. Tristan lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thoughts.