Chapter 51

• Tristan was greeted with the sight of a tear-stained face staring back at him from the mirror over his glistening body. He did not remember when he had started crying. Perhaps the moment when he realized that the best moment of his life could only exist in his fantasies.
• No woman had ever been able to turn on Tristan the way his best friend, a straight man, used to do. Life indeed was not fair.
• Meanwhile, Roth, entirely oblivious to the recent happenings around his mansion, was still lying in his room backfirst. He was a master of sex, the thing he knew best was sex, sex was his skill, sex was his release, so why would he not use sex as a catharsis after his first heartbreak.