"Your actions never fail to impact me. I know that you can state many instances that defy this point but trust me, they do. Every breath you take, every move you make, every word you say, they all affect me in some way or the other."
...
"Hey," Ayan says softly, moving closer to me and placing a hand on my cheek. "Are you okay? I hope mom wasn't as harsh on you as she was with me."
An involuntary shudder passes through his spine as he speaks, making me smile against his hand.
"No," I mumble. "She gave advice like an elder, and I respect that. Plus, I found out that I can complain to her about you whenever you mess up. She's on my side, after all." I grin smugly at him, wagging a finger at myself cockily.
Guess his cockiness is rubbing off on me.
