"Sohla, it's not like I still stay here to make this weird. I won't try to share a room with you or anything like that. I don't live here.... things between mom and me are not good." Jyeon flicks a glance my way and meets my severe deathly expression, and my eyes are locked on his. I will not back down on this. I don't even flinch at him saying he has problems with his mother. I don't care why.

"No."

"It's safer here. I can do more for you if you're home." Jyeon's stubborn tone moves in under that husky voice that used to melt me to my core....