Chapter I

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March 20, 2020

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March 20, 2020

Day before Y/n mother's birthday


Watching the world move on without you kind of sucks.

You'd think, after ten years, it would hurt less.

That eventually, the memories would become nothing more than faded photographs tucked away somewhere in the back of your mind.

You'd think you'd learn how to live with the empty space.

But you don't.

At least, I haven't.

It's been ten years since she passed.

Ten fucking years.

And yet, here I am.

Sitting alone in my bedroom, staring through the window as Tokyo continues to breathe around me.

People walk the streets.

Cars pass by.

Children laugh.

The sun shines.

Life goes on.

It always does.

Even when you're desperately begging it to stop.

Sometimes, I hate the world for taking her from me.

Other times, I tell myself that it wasn't the world's fault. That it was simply her time.

But then I remember that my mother didn't just disappear.

Someone took her.

Someone pulled the trigger.

Someone stole my mother from me and was never found.

And that's the part I can never forgive.

But the worst part?

It didn't just take my mother.

It took my father too.

Not literally.

He's still alive.

But the father I knew died the same night she did.

I remember what he used to be like.

Whenever he came home from his "job," he'd always have something for us.

Flowers for Mom.

Toys or little gifts for me.

Sometimes he'd walk through the front door carrying bags in both hands, already smiling because he knew we'd come running.

Mom would tease him about spoiling us.

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