s2- chapter 20

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WITH Fushiguro's help, I was now reunited with my belongings, including his own, in this apartment that held the promise of a new beginning.

He remained steadfast in his decision to live with me and Youko, determined to embark on this shared journey together, defying the lonely silence that shrouded the place.

But deep inside, a nagging feeling of guilt lingered within me. I hadn't yet paid a visit to Shun's parents, Sir Takami and Mother ever since the accident.

Why is that? Was it due to a sense of shame, or had I been avoiding the responsibility for his accident altogether?

Perhaps it was a bit of both. Regardless, I knew I should have followed Fushiguro to gather my things and make amends to them. However, in the end, I chose to surrender to my inner cowardice.

For the time being, I decided to set aside any thoughts about his parents.

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AS a day passed, my heart led me to the hospital during it was daytime, where Shun lay in an unconscious state, resting motionless on the bed

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AS a day passed, my heart led me to the hospital during it was daytime, where Shun lay in an unconscious state, resting motionless on the bed.

I settled myself onto the chair adjacent to the hospital bed, facing him directly. There were some scars evident on his arms, and a bandage wrapped around his forehead.

As I observed each injury, my gaze remained cold and fixed upon them.
As memories of the accident resurfaced in my mind, I vividly recalled him shouting my name. A wave of emotions surged within me, overwhelming my senses with the recollection of his panicked voice as my eyes were closed.

'yuzuriha! I'm sorry for what I've done!'

Are you really sorry.

'yuzuriha!'

Don't call me.

'yuzuriha please!'

No!

Gasp I found myself gasping involuntarily as my eyes widened, realizing that I was trembling.

My hands and fingers trembled uncontrollably, as if they couldn't bear the prolonged presence in the room with the unconscious Shun.

The overwhelming sense of guilt weighed heavily on me, bringing forth memories of my actions that had led to this moment.

The longer I remained in the room, the more vivid the flashbacks became, intensifying the guilt within me.

Unable to bear the weight of those memories, I quickly rose from the chair and hurriedly exited the room, seeking relief and respite from the overwhelming emotions.

As I exited the room, I was met with an unexpected sight - Shun's mother, Lady Takami, with her light rose-colored hair and captivating ocean eyes.

The moment I saw her, I couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and guilt wash over me.

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