❝ I WILL SHOW YOU WHO YOU FUCKING BELONG TO......RATHER THAT MEANS KILLING EVERY BASTARD THAT LOOKS AT YOU OR FUCKING YOU SENSELESS! ❞
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In which a forbidden affair with her husband's right-han...
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· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · ❝The test results are here, beloved.❞ · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·
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·𖥸· ── ༘࿐IT'S BEEN NEARLY A MONTH...
Since Manjiro had gone for the test results, you felt as if you haven't been able to nod off since then...restless nights ended with your anxiety shot, hence your nerves on edge every second; unaware of what is to come with Manjiro.
No matter how much you tried to warn Sanzu, the man refused to believe you...
"Voicemail again..."
This was the third time today he declined your phone calls...
"Mama?"
The sound of the legs of your chair screeching across the marble flooring of the kitchen rung across your eardrums; your wide tireless eyes averted to the child before you, concern flashed across his features.
"Mama... I'm worried... You look sad."
Stating the obvious, inhaling sharply at Kaoto's vocals; your shaking figure ploddingly relaxed, pressing your lips together in ponder before speaking.
"I'm not sad-"
"You're lying Mama, you always say that but you look sad all the time... Did you and Daddy get into a fight again?"
"O..Of course not sweetie we are just- wait, what do you mean again?" queried the child, Kaoto inched closer towards your sitting figure; climbing onto the chair beside yours, he silently drummed his fingertips across the surface.
"When Daddy fell down the stairs and hit his head...I... I heard you two fighting."
You felt your stomach twist in discomfort; perhaps seeing your shoulders tensed in the corners of his eyes, Kaoto hastily turned his skull to face you then spoke.
