Azriel's question was filled with neither sarcasm nor mockery. It was not even laced with anger or sadness. Jasmine could tell he was asking genuinely. He truly wanted to know whether it was possible, even while a big part of him could not believe it could be true.
"Yes."
Jasmine's answer remained the same. It always would.
"Yes, I do."
There was not a single trace of hesitation or deceit in her eyes.
"I see..."
Azriel let out a breath and looked away from her.
The other three were taking much longer to come back than Jasmine had expected. Undoubtedly, they had gotten distracted by the festival again. As long as the kid was safe with them, Jasmine was fine with it. She had more pressing matters to deal with right now—matters involving her little brother.
As she looked at Azriel's side profile, Jasmine could not help but feel amazed, horrified, saddened, shocked, and doubtful all at once.
