END OF OUR FIRST FIGHT, AND FIRST NIGHT TOGETHER

"No, no, no. It's my fault." I breath in deeply. "I should have told you.... A long time ago."

I wanted to smile relaxedly but I could only muster one that lacked any enthusiasm and energy.

Hora's expression freezes upon seeing my broken expression, as she hugs me once more, this time even tighter than before.

I can feel the fabric of my shirt stretch.

"Choo... I wouldn't know..."

"Dylan" Hora says my name lovingly, "Don't say anymore...."

"Okay"

Feeling her warmth on my chest, which was heaving, slowly calms downs, as any sad emotions that I may have had begun to subside.

Holding Hora from my embrace, I decide to calmly tell her, everything, "This last year is the only time I've ever felt alive. Never would I have imagined that life could be so fulfilling but sometimes I can't help but feel that I don't have the right to lead such a beautiful life