Spoken Self

"So, You're saying in addition to that, there is this thing we had all forgotten about, but..." Lowell noticed me standing behind the door, "Enzo is that you?"

"Of course it's him. It's his profession." Leala or shall I say the real Bree Gold stared at me.

"It is for sure me," with a slight smile of relief on my face, "and I think I have what you guys are looking for, Bree." I slowly opened the doors to Lowell's wing.

"Bree?" She questioned her name, " Did you just say Bree? Who shall that be?"

"You," I raised my eyebrows at Bree, " You're Bree Gold, Leala Black. You're the actually Bree Gold and not Edward's persona, " turned my eyes to Alden and Bacia, "And come on Alden, no need to hide anything from me now. I remember everything; no exactly. But At least I know who you guys are and that this box between my hands is your Dream Box, Bacia. This box is where Arthur hid his diary - or shall I say book. I overheard your conversation while passing by. At first, I didn't know what was going on. By eventually I discovered that I was late. You guys already knew, and I'm not the only one who rememberers."

"Since when did you..." [Alden]

"A few hours ago, I felt something strange speaking to Bacia - like she was someone I knew well -, and your reactions to her. I came not long after you guys, how could I have missed meeting her? Just things like that at first, that is. But when I left to get my glove and Arthur's laptop from Asami's Sunflower Garden, seeing the snow while standing on that same spot I stood once before with Arthur after Bacia's death was like a collecting moment to me. That was when I recalled most of our past memories, but still, it's vague. There are still somethings I can't remember."

"Was that night the same night I scolded you? When you came in with Arthur." [Bree]

"Yes... that was the night he hid the book, and i was with him on that night."

A moment of silence provoked us to stop from saying anything more. Still standing in front of the door, I thought to myself how did we all end up in this... mess; We, who had no one but each other.

The jokes I told Alden GOLD, "EEh, with this silver hair why don't you join the Silvers already. We really don't need you here~," came true. "You know Bree, You chose. You either have a gentle brother like me in the Seen World or just don't be a Gold. Go ahead choose," came true. "Hey, Bacia you should listen to your brother well," I patted her head, " what if this love between you and Arthur is a tragedy, and you're actually the source of his sorrow one day. How would that feel?" came true. They all came true. I am living a life where Alden Gold is a Sliver. I am living a life where Bree Gold is my sister and not a Gold. I am living a life where my sister Bacia Gold is a sorrow to Arthur.

'Do I regret it?' I regret it. I regret it so much. So much that I want to take every word I had said and prayed for myself to never had said such words - because one day I, we, will have to live a life like this one.

My tears fell on my cheeks one after the other. The cries of this time's Enzo were different. They echoed in the room we cherished for the first time in both lives. I who had all the confidence in the world cried tears full of regrets.

"I... I wish.. I could take my words back. I wish I hadn't said what I had have said. I wish we all were Golds again..."