Ever since I first encountered Lilliana, a lingering question had danced in the back of my mind: what was the root cause of her peculiar obsession with me?
It wasn't a mere infatuation or sibling affection – her fixation seemed to transcend the boundaries of typical emotions.
Certainly, I wasn't oblivious to the fact that Lilliana desired me, not in a familial or platonic way, but in the romantic sense between a man and a woman.
Her obsession with me went beyond the realms of ordinary affection, amplifying the intensity of her love to an almost alarming degree.
Even a simple act like patting her head seemed to evoke profound satisfaction, accompanied by unmistakable signs of her mind drifting into unconventional territories.
The muffled moans that escaped her lips unintentionally revealed the depth of her thoughts, stirring a mix of fascination and concern within me.