ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ

ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ? ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ.

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"Oh what am I supposed to without you?"

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2 WEEKS LATER

It had already been 2 weeks since Geto's defection, and saying I've been reduced to nothing but a shit state of depression would be pretty much accurate.

My heart constantly feels like it's aching and I couldn't find it in myself to cry. I just wallowed in self pity.

In the past 14 days, I rarely contact anyone in person. I mean, I message everyone, but that's not enough. The only outside contact I had was taking Yu's sister out to school or the park.

I couldn't find it in myself to come to terms with the status quo: Suguru Geto, the man I love, hates me and is now our enemy.

I'm dead to him.

He's been issued an execution order from the higher ups, but he disappeared, so there's nothing we can do about it.

Who knows when we're going to meet again?

I've been stripped of the ability to cry: even though I wanted to so badly.

I missed him...

Anyways, impulsively, I decided to buy a rather upscale, expensive apartment in the "richer" region of Tokyo. I have no use for it, but it was an almost drunken choice I made.

I guess it's my home now...

It was a rather modern apartment with 2 of the 4 bedrooms being master suites. The living room was already furnished, meaning I really didn't have to bother getting new furniture.

The living room, where I spent most of my time, oversaw the glowing lights of Tokyo. But in all honesty, after Geto left us, I couldn't find it in myself to admire the view as I usually would with him.

The kitchen was right beside the living room with no partition whatsoever. The luxurious kitchen was home to a wide, white kitchen island.

Next to me was a dining room with a huge, rectangular table I knew I'd never be able to fill with guests.

I just live on my new couch and order take out.

I told Yaga that I'd be taking a break for a while, and Satoru understood. He seemed hurt too.

Geto hurt Satoru as well. I can never forgive him for that.