Karan closed the notebook.

Everyone saw that the shadow behind the curtain did not stand up to take a call, but curled up with itself, like a fetus and a painful mother, and gradually disappeared in the brilliance of the closing curtain.

A few days later, Siouville came to the ramp villa.

Karan was taking a shower, and he saw the Democratic Party's monthly magazine on her desk.

The cover of this issue shows her figure in the soft light.

Her slender figure is actually not suitable for the role of "mother".

But it is precisely because of this "unsuitability" that it increasingly highlights the seriousness of violence and harm.

"I didn't buy that one, it was given to each participant by the publishing house."

Karan came out wearing a bathrobe and saw him flipping through his magazine, and suddenly felt uneasy.

Siouvel nodded and said that he also watched the performance that day.

"Broadcast?" Karan wiped her hair, and Siovel took the towel from her hand and wrapped it around her neck little by little.

"I'm in the Great Hall."

"Seriously?" Karan wanted to turn around, but he held his neck and slowly wiped away the water droplets, "You didn't even watch Raphael's campaign speech."

Siouvir didn't answer.

He kissed Karan's neck from behind.

His fingers lightly scratched a small area of ​​skin behind her ear. Karan heard a sound like stepping on snow and winced in itch.

Theovir breathed in her scent.

The semi-wet long hair is full of citrus smell, which is the fragrance of shampoo.

He wiped it with a towel, and his black hair formed zigzag black lines on his white neck.

"How's it going?" he asked in a low voice.

"...It's nothing."

He turned Karan around, and when they were suddenly face to face, Karan still flinched.

Siovel helped her tighten the towel, dug his fingers into the folded corners, and then quickly pulled it out. His hands covered Karan's eyes, and then kissed her.

At the corners of the lips.

"What about this?"

Karan took his hand away and repeated anxiously: "I have to look at you... I have to look at you. I have to know it's you."

Siouvel thought for a while, lowered his head and kissed her.

"It's me." He fed the words into her mouth.

"Turn off the lights." Karan pulled away from the tossing and taking a breath, "I want to be in the dark..."

"No." Xiovel touched her face.

Don't let her fall into darkness.

Because she won't be able to recognize who the person in front of her is.

But he couldn't let her feel the coveted gaze.

Because she was watched.

Surrounded by flashlights and lenses.

Exposed to everyone's gaze like a commodity.

"Go inside." Xiovir opened the curtain and slowly closed his eyes.

The light was dim, and the familiar smell of cedar wood was enough to calm her.

Karan's tense mood relaxed a little.

The feeling of being watched is finally not that strong anymore.

The silkworm cocoon peeled off layer by layer, and the butterfly bones were like unopened wings. Between the skin and flesh was a slender and graceful skeleton. The black hair was soaked through the silver-gray sheets, and the dark metal was revealed underneath.

"Are you okay?"

"No problem."

But when the shadow covered him, Karan still shrank back in fear.

Theower thought of the drunk man trying to climb into the hammock.

He shifted his position so that Karan was facing the light source, and he was in the shadow.

"so?"

Karan put his hand on his shoulder and felt the warm and solid strength.

"That's okay."

Siovel nodded and patted her back comfortingly. Karan tried to kiss the tip of his nose. Siovel turned his head and bit her ear, then leaned closer and whispered softly. Their voices were very small, and they were only heard by

heard each other.

…

"Are you tired? Go to bed early."

Karan didn't respond, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Siovel faced her face to face, no skin-to-skin contact, just gently holding her hand under the blanket.

He remembered the closing poem that Karan had read, "I Was in That Room."

sacrifice, pain, bleeding,

Stretch, forgive, repair.

The one who led them to this painful and wonderful world,
Chapter completed!