"Sigh, now you see the main issue with the harem thing?"
Yue's voice cut through the quiet like a gentle arrow, her fingers still threading softly through my hair. I blinked up at her from her lap, confusion knitting my brow.
Mei Ling's sobs had escalated now—soft hiccups turning into full, wrenching cries, her small frame shaking as she buried her face deeper into the pillow.
The sheet she'd pulled over herself trembled with each gasp, and damn if it didn't twist something in my chest.
Last night, I'd railed her into oblivion, marked her as mine, and the system had stamped her loyalty at 100%. Eternal. Unbreakable.
So why the hell was she breaking down like this?
I sat up slowly, disentangling from Yue's comforting hold, and scooted over to Mei. She didn't look up, just kept wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand, tears soaking the silk beneath her.
