"They represent... me?" Arslan asked, looking at the black roses to catch what she wanted to say, 'Is she saying that I give her a warming feeling?' Arslan slightly widened his eyes, surprised by Elma's affirmation.
Elma nodded vigorously,
"Don't you think so too?"
Arslan looked at her before glancing at the flowers, then he sweetly smiled,
"Yes, I believe they can resemble me quite well." He decided to give her some satisfaction after the harsh days she had just passed.
"Yayy, I'm happy brother thinks like me! I'm happy!!" She said, energetically jumping with her hands joined together.
Arslan's heart got warmed by the view of his happy sister. His face gloomed at the sight of Elma's bandaged hands, 'I'll never allow that woman to ruin my sister's happiness!' He said in his mind as he had clear in mind what to do to see her crumble, 'Let's see how she will smile after having her son bedridden by me!'
