Nuri’s POV
I feel strange. This isn't the first time Sibyl has mixed colors. I remember her mixing up the colors of the flowers a few days ago, even choosing a belt that didn't match her dress when she was dressing.
I didn't pay much attention to it before, but today I feel that things have become very strange. Sibyl doesn't seem to see the color.
"You tell me, what the hell is going on?"
Sibyl bit her lip subconsciously.
"Today is the first day of our new relationship. We just promised never to keep things to ourselves again. Have you forgotten?"
"I..." Sibyl looked up at me hesitantly. "It's a complicated story. I... I don't know where to start..."
"I have enough time and patience."
Sibyl sighed. "I can tell you, but you have to promise me that after you hear this story, you can't be angry or sad."
"I promise."
