What about Lyla?

Tristan nodded his head and smiled at her. He was beginning to realize just how difficult this decision would actually be. "Don't worry, I'm going to treat you nice. I promise."

Celeste sighed as she looked at him. She seemed a little relieved but was still unsure about him.

Tristan could only hope that he hadn't overstepped himself, and now there was nothing left to do.

"Tristan?"

Alethia's voice called out as she walked through the wall, now standing in front of him.

Whoosh!

Celeste's presence vanished as though it were but a mirage, leaving Tristan alone and with Alethia.

Tristan's stiff body relaxed slightly when he saw Alethia standing before him, almost as if he had been holding his breath waiting for her arrival.