"....."
It felt troubling to be told this so suddenly. Conflicting... Since the determination in his eyes was unsettling as I don't know what brought up this conversation.
Nonetheless... Even when I know that something happened for him to say this... I won't ask about it.
Not now. Although I want to...
Because I still don't think it's the right time.
And even if it is, I don't want to ask when I can't convey myself smoothly and fully with boring letters on paper.
As long as he's sure... As long as his eyes keep on not showing waver when looking into our eyes... I know he is sure to get over what is making him say this.
Marianne's Father... As weak as he may appear sometimes, it's only his soft heart that melts for his children that makes it look like that.
And as much as it softens for his children, I am sure it can also harden for them too.
