"DOES that make you sad?" Nora asked. Don't get her wrong. Her words might sound derisive, but she was concerned. "Oh, dear. Don't be sad. It is your wedding." Nora turned to Claire, asking for her help in this awkward situation, but Claire shrugged. Nora bit her lips, and her perfect-drawn eyebrows were furrowed. "Listen. I am so, so sorry. I did not mean to...,"
Yuki cut her mid-sentence. "No. It's alright," she said with the voice velvet soft but with a struggling smile. "I'm not sad." Yuki shook her head. She wasn't supposed to be sad; this is a contract marriage and beneficial for both parties. This marriage will not stay long, anyway. So what is there to be depressed about?
