She had stood by her brother even after his crimes were found. Her love for him had never decreased.
Her loyalty was to the point of defiance.
She could face the entire world for those she cared about.
And now, that same girl had feelings for him.
Isaac didn't need to ask to know that if he did something wrong in the future, Celia would undoubtedly take his side even if she has to face everyone else.
If someone like her kept showing affection so openly, could any man honestly resist forever?
"Isaac?" she asked when his silence dragged.
He exhaled. "Alright."
Turning, he crouched down.
Celia's eyes brightened.
Without hesitation, she climbed onto his back.
Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her chest pressed lightly against his back, and her legs hooked securely at his sides.
Isaac stood, adjusting his stance.
He felt warmth against his back, and something soft brushed his neck as she shifted.
