"Hmm, I see… So that's the reason you love him?" Murad asked for confirmation.
At that point, Zeyn wasn't sure if he should say something or remain quiet. It felt strange being the center of this deeply personal discussion between the siblings.
"Yes. Of course, I have other, more personal reasons. But I don't think you need to know all of them, do you?" Airi replied with her arms crossed, attempting a smile—though her posture gave away a touch of defensiveness.
Murad glanced at his sister's shoulder and neck. Faint as they were, the traces were still visible. Even through the makeup, he could make out the remnants of a hickey.
"I see... personal reasons," he muttered, narrowing his eyes.
