For the rest of the week, Kira stayed home - not exactly by choice. Nichol asked her to not go to train and keep him company. She didn't question it, just accepted his request, the kind of request that sounded like an order. He tried to get closer to her, to pretend everything was fine, but Kira always broke away from his embrace; silent, as always. They ate all meals together, she stayed by his side when he received some guests at the mansion, and when the senator and her daughters returned, Kira just said she felt unwell when questioned about her clearly dejected appearance. For the first few nights, Nichol asked if he could sleep in their bed with her; after hearing not two days in a row, he stopped asking.
- Does your aunt know? - Kira asked as she and Nichol ate breakfast in the bedr
