The next day. And the next.
We did not see each other.
All that false hope to see him. Gone.
I avoided him. I could do nothing. Just a helpless. Fragile. Human girl.
Tanaka I saw. And the housekeeper I saw.
I kept to myself. Taking walks in the garden. Pacing the space between us.
I knew I had to be strong. But this went beyond what I could be saved for.
I walked to my room.
There he stood.
Alone. In front. Of. My door.
The air around him seemed alive yet devours the light.
I had one question.
He turns. He sees me. He comes. Quiet as a shadow.
I gulp and bring myself to ask.
That one simple question.
"Did my father know? About you?"
The words barely pass through my lips. As I wait.
I grow scared of the answer.
Yet it comes.
"Yes,"
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Winter Song •「冬の歌」• CPN
Historical FictionCarefree isn't a word that describes Fuyu's Life. Bearing the burden of causing her mother's death during childbirth is heavy. When life can't seem to get worse she is suddenly whisked away into an arranged marriage with a mysterious half Japanese...
