But… being happy was good.
She hoped that he would always be so happy.
Because she would never bother him again.
She stood there and looked up at the fireworks in the sky. She saw them blooming more and more brightly. She thought that his mood must be so brilliant.
She stood there and watched.
She watched that truckful of fireworks…
Until her limbs were numb from the cold.
It wasn't easy for her to get back into the car, but the warmth inside made her want to burst into tears.
That cry came too suddenly and too fiercely, making her unable to control herself. She cried until her heart hurt.
She cried until dawn.
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