I busy myself.
Yearning for tomorrow. I wanted to see him.
Emotions churning inside me.
I want to ask about mother. About this marriage. About the count.
Was it so wrong? That I wanted to simply. Wanted to know what I was thrown into.
I just wanted answers.
The clock chimes.
Only a few hours left.
Till I can see him.
I read in the library. A book. About a girl and boy destined to never be together.
At least they loved each other.
What the count and I had. I don't know.
If we had anything at all.
Yes, he was attractive.
But love cannot be built on such things as beauty. It's what inside that counts.
That's what I have learnt here.
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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...
