Chapter 44 -044-

—•TRISTAN•—

To hell with self-control.

Fuck it.

That precious, carefully cultivated restraint I've spent years perfecting can rot in the deepest pit of hell for all I care.

Let it burn.

Let the abyss swallow every last shred of it.

I don't give a single, solitary shit about it anymore.

Not wh...

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