[KIYOMI]
"My dearest Elif, the beautiful woman who gave me everything and got nothing in return," Kiyomi began on those social pages the humans used.
Elif had forced her to create a social account once, and Kiyomi never cared for that. And yet now, a month had passed since Elif was taken from her, and days since she had walked out of the prison gates like she had come to visit.
No one had stopped her, almost like they knew who she was and what she was.
Or maybe it was because she had broken a guard into three pieces because the woman had been proud enough to lay a hand on Kiyomi and insisted that Kiyomi was a murderer who had killed Elif because the Aydins had not paid any ransom for their heiress.
That was the worst thing she had ever heard anyone say about her best friend, and perhaps that was why she was triggered so much.
Elif deserved better.
Kiyomi knew it too.
