Pat! Pat!
Hisaki patted her cheeks a few times. Beads of water trickled down from her forehead down to her chin. Her eyes stared back at her own reflection in the mirror.
There was no one else except her inside the washroom. Heisuke was waiting for her outside.
'Get hold of yourself, Hisaki.'
Hisaki chanted the same words inside her mind, trying to clear away the dark clouds that were still looming within her. They returned even when she didn't want to face them.
This was not the time for her to be affected by her previous life's hurtful memories.
Once Hisaki took her first step inside the funeral home, the deaths that she witnessed in her previous life started to resurface in her mind. She had seen enough and suffered enough with every loss of her cherished ones.
Yet, this was really not the time for that!
