Through my blurry vision, the remnants of her crystal stayed in my hand. It reflected the beautiful moonlight on my palm but it also reflected the fact that she's… gone.
I couldn't control my tears. My heart was heavy.
'You'll always have me.'
Damn… If you're going to die like this, why do you need to give back my memories before you go? If you never did, then I wouldn't feel this awful over your demise.
'I don't need a husband, all I need is you and your family, Jane.'
Ah… I understand now. Why you took memories that we shared before.
'You know, love can be spoken as a lie.'
You took them away because you were sure… You were so sure.
'But remember that my love would never be spoken as such.'
You were so sure that… I wouldn't have the heart to go after you. Even when you commit a grave sin. Even you killed my family. Because I would convince myself that you would done it with a reason that could justify it. You knew, that I was secretly biased, it's frustrating.
