I'm not worthy.....

As she lied to herself uncertainly, the shadow he had turned into gradually vanished under her still fearful gaze, his loudly uttered words turned into a concern for her well being and his raised voice turned into a voice that merely wanted to reach her troubled consciousness filled with thoughts of him abandoning her, and within a matter of seconds, in front of her stood a handsome young man who had been blinded, but had also somehow become a man blind to love too, but....

He was the man she had come to love.

He was Marken...

Her Ken.

Rushing towards her man, Ela hugged him tightly once again.

"..... You," Ken mumbled, as if dumbfounded. "....Do you even understand the words I'm speaking?"

"Yes! I-I-I j-j-just don't c-c-care!! Y-y-you said that y-y-you'll a-allow me t-to love you for a-a-a-a who-o-o-le year before I c-c-can confess m-m-m-my feelings for you one-n-n-nce again!"