Miyako's Night (1) *
The night was still young and with our conversation ending on a good note, Miyako, who had just confessed what was in her mind and heart currently, took the initiative to make the first move by placing herself on my lap.
We’re alone in a room and this would be our first time sharing a bed ever since reconnecting with me. Naturally, I was also hoping for this kind of development.
Our memories together might be filled with sorrow on Miyako’s part, that didn’t stop her from expressing her sentiments after accepting me in her life once more.
That’s right. With Miyako, it wasn’t the case of me accepting her back but the other way around. I thrived to be accepted by her. Even though she’s the one who chose to start anew, I somehow took it that way.
I was the cause of her grief even if she was blaming herself for not telling me about her hardships.