"Um, I didn't quite get it," I said. I understood, but I wasn't certain. Hearing such a beautiful sentiment was new to me. Except for what I heard from Melike and Alaz, that is.
"I've gotten used to your presence. To the taste of your cooking. To sleeping with you. To smelling your scent while sleeping."
I felt a warmth inside me. It wasn't love, it wasn't affection. Actually, I guess I was no longer in love with Botan. I mean, the old excitement was gone, but I loved him. Despite everything, what Botan said was, in my opinion, a very beautiful thing. Because it gave me a sense of existence. I always thought if I died today, and he married someone else, nothing would change in his life, but now it wasn't like that. He had gotten used to my scent. He would look for my scent. He would look
