The Ocean Beneath Her Feet
[COMPLETED] Born as the Yuasa family's illegitimate child, Yuasa Shouko was grateful for having a loving half-sister and caring aunt. Yet, she was utterly dismayed when her evil father and stepmother wanted to sell her off to a violent young master. But, why did she suddenly wake up to five years in the future? And, since when did she get married to Kashino Kyoya, the young master of the Kashino family? Wasn't he supposed to marry her half-sister? Shouko lost all the memories of the prior years. Despite that, Kyoya's gentle and respectful treatment put her at ease as she scoured the waters of her lost memories. She also gained a more supportive family at the same time. Yet... As time passed, Shouko realized Kyoya and everyone were hiding a dark secret from her. What made him so scared? What led to her loss of memories? ********** Yuasa Shouko: "You know, I am jealous of my past self because she experienced the love you gave her. I want to remember my feelings but... it's only void in my mind. What should I do?" Kashino Kyoya: "No matter who you are, the past you or the one with me right now, I love every part of you. So, don't be afraid. I won't ever make you question your trust in me." ------------ Discord: hansora#1507 Instagram: hansora_author AI-generated cover
Let Me Know, Please?
The study room was filled with silence. Occasionally, a low voice could be heard breaking the stillness. A tall figure stood in front of the closed French windows, his dark eyes cast a profound gaze to the night view outside. He pressed his phone against his right ear, listening to whoever speaking at the end of the line.
"En... I understand. Yes, I'll call you back... Don't worry."
Kyoya lowered the phone from his ear. His gaze went from the view of the garden to the floor underneath his slippered feet. Pursing his lips, his brows furrowed as the sense of discomfort filled his heart.
As he was lost in his thoughts, the sound of the door being opened came from his back. He quickly regained his clarity. Turning his back to face the one standing at the door, he saw his dearest wife.
"Kyoya," Her soft voice was calling out to him. It was the sound he loved the most.
"Love, you're here," He gave her a weak smile.