"Yes…"
Alinea was already prepared to hear this answer as well. But now that she did hear him say it, it felt as if there's a small twitch in her heart, making her sad. She knew she was feeling something akin to rejection. If it was from a lover or a friend, one could still justify it. But the rejection was from her very own mother. It was…
Sad. There was no other word she could use to describe it.
As if sensing her emotions, Perun smiled at her softly as he brushed her hair with his hand. "Don't be sad my little one. Your mother did not reject you the way you think."
Alinea frowned and spoke in a cynical manner. "Are there other ways of rejection?"
A rejection was a rejection regardless of reason, right?
"No," Perun murmured as he shook his head at her. "When people are ignorant of the big picture, they tend to make some decisions just based on incomplete information."
