After Story (2) I am the paramour. They are the true lovers of each other. Part II

“Why can't it be me?”

This is a difficult question…to answer.

I choose to ignore him and do not respond to his question right away. In comparison to Hareve, Nigel was the person who had said the most times in his life that he loved me. I...am no longer skeptical of his love, but I did not respond to his love in any case.

Why?

Nigel, like Hareve, was right by my side. In his final moments, he was also by my side. Only that, in comparison to Hareve, our relationship is more akin to that of a good friend.

At the very least, if I woke up in Hareve's bed, I would probably not wonder why, but when I wake up in the same bed as Nigel, I wonder what happened.

At that point, I can see why Hareve chose to punch me instead of Nigel.

I sigh and rub my face. Hareve does nothing because he wants me to handle the situation on my own, and he will accept any action I take. (Whether or not he punches me later is entirely up to him.) As for Salsal...I think...um, well, I can handle him.