As the night turned to dawn, Ryo's tears slowly dried, leaving his face streaked with grief. But his heart still ached, the pain of their loss a constant reminder. He knew that he had to let them go, but the memory of their love would stay with him forever. He placed a gentle kiss on each of their foreheads, his lips trembling as he did so. With a heavy heart and a newfound determination, Ryo stood, his arms still wrapped around Sakura and Aiko. He held them close for a few more moments, imprinting their presence in his heart and soul.
Then, with a deep sigh, he gently lowered their bodies to the ground. He knew that he had to let them rest, but the pain of their loss was overwhelming. He stood there for a moment, his eyes closed, his head bowed in grief. The silence that followed was heavy and oppressive, the only sound being the soft whisper of the wind through the trees.
