I stayed in that alleyway a long time.
I was soaked from head to toe.
I didn't care.
I felt so empty that I just stopped caring.
Why...why did my precious little ladybug have to die?....
I asked myself quietly.
Why was I the one who let her die?.....
I was the person she loved most
The one she trusted most.
I should have been me who died.
It should have been me.
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The miraculous ladybug and cat noir
ActionA cats bell rung loudly through the cold empty night, a ladybugs wings nearly impossible to hear as it flew. The ladybug lead the cat, and the cat followed. The cat loved the ladybug, for it was not afraid of him, the lady bug loved the cat, for it...
