There is a collar of painful thorns of the past. It pricks me each time I breathe. I remember everything when I see him. It's extremely hard to wake up again after recalling my memories. Everything is fresh in my mind as if it happened yesterday.
He takes a step toward, looking at me with some guilt in his eyes. He knew everything. He should have been honest. He should have told me straightforwardly that he knew. What's the point of telling me after the wedding? Did he enjoy pretending to not know?
"You fucking liar!" I yell at him. "You knew that I married you because I wanted to take you away from Chisa. How do I trust you, Kiyohira? You should have told me. Your words are sweet. All of your actions speak otherwise. You don't lie to people you love. You don't lure them into a marriage. If you wanted me to love you back, you should have started from being honest first. You just wanted to possess me because you were afraid that I would reject you."
