The twins' words kept buzzing in my ears since last night. It wasn't as if I believed them—hell, I wasn't even close to believing their conspiracies about Sein. I had only been thinking what led them to think like that, to come up with a conclusion I didn't even know was possible.
Maybe they saw Sein differently like I did? At this point, everyone had different perspectives of him that I'm failing to know which was which.
It was as if the moment I leaped out of the East and as the more people I let in my life, the more Sein felt distant from me. And most of these people had something to say about him, whereas I saw him as how I did back at the mansion—kind, considerate and gentle. Said people seemed to think otherwise.
Said people even knew me better than I did myself.
