"Say it again," A smile formed from Movu's lips. He doesn't understand how complicated emotions work. It's been such a long time since the last time he felt this confused with his feelings. One second he was losing his mind in madness, then the next second he was smiling like an ardent simpleton.
"I broke up with Lawrence. I chose you, Movu." She muttered with a casual tone but it sounded so sweet in his ears.
He's pleased that she officially belongs entirely to him. However, those things he learned from last night and her love marks can't be easily forgotten.
If she broke up with the thief, why is she full of hickeys? Sex before breaking up? Is that a fucking trend? How about living in this house full of wolves in sheep's clothing? Was she even aware of what her brother thought of her? Maybe no, if she knew, she would probably have left them long ago. Yanarym was never that kind of woman.
