TAKAHASHI
Heavy rain pelted against the glass windows, blurring the view on the empty streets outside.
It feels as if the sky was mourning over something so hard, creating a mist of fog on the windows of the fancy restaurant.
On the contrary to the atmosphere that the rain should be bringing, the warmth inside my chest began to spread.
Elegant music filled my ears and Mary's presence was enough to make me forget the trouble which Margaux has caused.
If I had not been too busy, I would've reserved the entire place for us, alone.
But then, I think, Mary would feel conscious if it has just been me and her.
I was holding her against her word but I didn't want to force anything.
Forced love is not something I would want to have with Mary. If she falls in love with me, then she falls in love with me.
Even though I'm a monster to most, at least I didn't want to be seen by her in the same way.
