Who Am I?

"Aria Wilson Grant!" Tristan shouted, thinking that the drunk girl before him would behave herself and go to sleep, but instead her eyes became watery and she started crying out loud.

"You are so mean. How...how can you shout at me? Aria said, crying loudly like a child that has been beaten.

Tristan, on the other hand, felt like he was losing his mind. With much difficulty, he was able to bring her back to their room, and all he wants is for her to close her eyes, but instead, she was jumping on the bed, and the moment he shouted at her, she started crying.

"I'm sorry for shouting at you, but please come down from the bed." Tristan said more softly.

Aria stopped crying and nodded her head. 

Tristan sighed in relief, and the moment Aria jumped down from the bed, he caught her.

Aria wrapped her legs around him and excitedly said, "Mr. Golden Eyes."

"Mr. Golden Eyes wants you to go to sleep." Tristan said, smiling at her.