She's so difficult
Liliana took a chair and sat next to Tristan while he struggled to sit but she urged him not to. "I'm supernatural, remember?" He smiled with that burnt face but how wouldn't she recognize her boyfriend, the man she loved so much?
"Stop crying," he smiled again.
"How can you expect me not to cry? Have you seen yourself in a mirror?"
"Of course, I don't look handsome or sexy. But my d!ck is fine," he chuckled.
"Tristan, it's not funny."
"It... I've finally found the cure you see, I made it and now you'll be my girlfriend again, you won't be upset with me anymore because I saved a lot of people's lives. Right?"
"Tristan," she touched his burnt hand wanting to kiss him and she did. "Then why are you like this?" She asked.
"Ah!" He looked away.
"You have to tell me," she forced him. He was burnt all over but the injury didn't look new as he healed fastly and he was a demon so he would be fine soon but why was he like this?