YUHI
The first thing he notices is pieces of a chair smashed into pieces, then the crack in the art work, and shattered window.
'I really gave her a fright.'
Yuhi raised his hand and watched as the shattered pieces of glass from the window slowly started to fall back into place. He raised his hand towards the other pieces of broken furniture and watched everything gradually fix itself. Sumire stirs in his arms, only to bite his neck.
'Beloved, speak to me. I'm really sorry.'
Sumire didn't say anything and he exhaled deeply. Of course she is pissed. He really should have thought it through. What was he thinking slipping sleeping pills into her drink like that? Even if it wasn't a harmful drug, he should know better than to drug her especially after knowing her past experiences with drugs.
Yuhi combs her hair and mumbles how much he was sorry, how much he loves her.
