Soon after he left.
We returned to what we were doing beforehand.
I already missed him.
The meeting was short and to the point.
But the one thing that bothered me was what he said.
Just right before he went.
"It seems like yesterday that you and Fuyu were running around outside,"
Did that mean? That we had seen each other before. That dream!
Was that just a forgotten memory?
Or just a figment of my imagination of someone else.
I'd want to be with.
I didn't really know any men.
Father kept me hidden most of the time.
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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...
