When I come to. I'm laying down.
I can smell the grass around me. It's dark and I can't see much.
As I sit up. The pain in the head explodes.
I clutch it as I look around me.
I'm in the rose garden. I'm home.
He. Whoever he was brought me back.
I get up and rush to the door and pounds on it.
No one comes. I almost leave.
The doors open and a disheveled Count races out. Pajamas and all.
As soon as he sees me. I'm rushed into his arms.
I can feel his heart. It's pounding hard. Probably from running.
"Where were you?"
"I thought you had died!"
"It's been a week!"
All his shouts melt into the night as I slip away.
Too tired and exhausted to answer or stand.
I barely remember him picking me up and walking inside.
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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...
