He sits and stares.
It's simple yet it sends thousands shivers down my spine.
I don't speak. I don't think I could. I have no idea what this is about.
He stares. "You don't know what this about, do you?"
"No"
He sighs. He mumbles something that I don't hear.
Standing up he crosses to me.
Grabbing my braid and pulling me up to him. Hard.
"Well let me tell you. What your precious 'husband' really is"
And yanks me after him, hair in hand.
I had no choice but to follow him into the dark hall.
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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...
