CHAPTER 12: Sacrifice

　　"And that was how I crashed my little sister's wedding," I concluded the long story I had been saying with a giggle.

　　I had told him part of the story the night we met at the club and never got to tell him the full story. We dived into little talks and soft touches after waking up, cradled against each other. One thing led to another, and we ended up going back to what took me to the club alone the night we first met. My family's betrayal.

　　His eyes twitched in fascination as he beheld me. "That was brave of you."

　　I nodded and added a mild shrug. "It was long overdue, but because of that rebellion, I no longer have a sister and a mother."

　　"You never had them in the first place," he said.

　　I sat up and folded my legs in a yoga style, holding the bedsheet under my armpit to cover my upper body. "Enough about me. Tell me about you. Any brother? Sister? Lover?"

　　He hesitated, and my eyes weakened. "Please don't have a lover."