Yuma POV
I was gathering the piles of doccument. Helping and directing the worker.
I saw her. My doll. Smiling like before. Even better.
As if something within her healed.
I was happy but my doll, there is some still space within me who is upset.
Or maybe ashamed that I thought my dear can do no wrong.
I was proud back then you just crumbled my ego.
Her in pink, soft butterfly dress. She changed the theme.
It was not supporting the song but it was suiting on her.
She braided her hair and she rarely. Either open or ponytail.
Never in braids and bun.
Her hairs even shorter than before.
She looked nervous, I noticed while arranging the things.
She should be,it is her first time seeing the crowd.
She put a hand in her chest, praying before performing.
I signalled her best. She waved me bye as the stage began to lift her up.
I went in crowd from backstage to view her performance.
For the first time, she was not picking a piano herself, let other pal handle it.
Her looking that way, calmed me someway.
She felt changed but in better way as if the weights are finally pulled down.
She was relaxed, calm and making my heart warm.
The crowd was cheering up, blowing whistles and hooting all loud.
This feeling all together was making me tearing up.
Imagining her life as it be.
No revenge, no betrayal.
Her and music, calming melodies for the world, not the cry in her voice.
We all were excited, cheering like a family. She noticed us, waved us hi with a sweet smile.
The piano started and she began to sing.
" My love, look this troubling game.
Like a string so tangling up.
Round and round, where to start, where it ends.
Unlike you, I play no games.
Maybe, I should quit
Let go all as I should.
Maybe, one chance is all it takes
Maybe after this, You will change,
Oh-nooo
Once upon a time, we build a castle
Out of our lovely dream.
What happened, next?
And we lost.
Not the castle but each other.
You got me feeling like a psycho.
In the end, we don't know
Don't know, what we gain, what we lost.
Whose keeping tally anways.
Hey Mr. Okay, look I am so okay.
Pscyho Psycho.
At the last, I don't know how to let go.
Let go, I even don't know how to hold on.
It's crippling out of my hand.
Hey Mr. Okay, look I am not Okay.
Hey trouble, what's there.
I wish you wouldn't here.
I will be reaching and reaching top.
Unless you stop there.
Reaching all top, let me just pop.
Let me just hope.
But what I wil do without you, reaching all there.
Ohh.
Burn all those letters, threw all the gifts too.
Tear them without tearing.
But my heart recites your name.
And my head keep warning about you.
You..you. ohh.
Long ago, a princess fell in love.
Like a sweet butterfly.
Tell the truth.
And she fell so deep
In the spider web.
You got me feeling like a psycho.
In the end, we don't know
Don't know, what we gain, what we lost.
Whose keeping tally anways.
Hey Mr. Okay, look I am so okay.
Pscyho like a psycho.
At the last, I don't know how to let go.
Let go, I even don't know how to hold on.
It's crippling out of my hand.
Hey Mr. Okay, look I am not Okay.
Don't lookback to old days.
Where we listen and we laugh.
But someday, somewhere.
I love your false lies.
Saying everything will be okay.
You got me feeling like a psycho.
In the end, we don't know
Don't know, what we gain, what we lost.
Whose keeping tally anways.
Hey Mr. Okay, look I am so okay.
Pscyho like a psycho.
At the last, I don't know how to let go.
Let go, I even don't know how to hold on.
It's crippling out of my hand.
Hey Mr. Okay, look I am not Okay.
Hey I am not Okay, hey I am not Okay.
Hey I am not Okay, hey I am not Okay.
So right? noooo.
So right? Noooo
Hey I am not Okay, hey I am not Okay.
Hey I am not Okay, hey I am not Okay.
Mr.right? Ohoooo.
Mr. right? Ohoooo
Day by day, I am turning in psycho.
Psycho."
Everyone applauded.
She engaged with audience
Sharing the deep meaning behind this song.
Sharing moments with them.
Soon, chairs began to empty.
And all the lights began to dim.
We were heading to viven's place.
To complete her last wish before heading to Germany.
" They both didn't come. You didn't invite them?" She said while drinking her usual juice.
" I did."
She looked bit frowned but didn't reacted.
She just slept and her loose braid strands was following the breeze.
We came.
Viven's seems bit healthier than before.
Valentina waved viven but she moved her head, in other direction.
She looked at Yuma, he was already looking downward.
She waved her mother and she smiled back.
She asked her to come closer to her.
" You are so pretty. You are viven's friend?"
"Thank you." She sweetly replied.
I never saw her smiling on being said pretty.
" You must go on your mother."
She nodded.
" You are looking so thin. Are you not eating properly?" She complained, holding her elbow.
" I couldn't able to sleep properly. Just Stress, Nothing else."
" Sleep on my lap and you will forget the world."
She chuckled.
It made me smile too.
I thought of myself as she too sometimes sleeps on my lap too.
" I am serious." Her mother, while patting her lap.
She obeyed.
She closed her eyes.
And her mother reciting something usual.
" Once upon a time, I liked this rain so much.
I used to be so happy, I used to have some fun
Once again this time, I am glad that i am being loved.
A feeling of happy and liking rain so much.
La la La la la La la la La la la La
Once upon a time, i fell in love with you.
Once again this time, i glad to hear, it's true.
(trrrurruuuu, trrrurruuuu, turrrrrrrurrrru, ruuuuruuu)
Once upon a time, once again this sight,
once again, I caught feelings, i can't undo,
I am still in love with you."
The same lullaby, not even a word difference.
Her mother lullaby.
My eyes widened, I took astep back.
Viven mother, is her mother.
Valentina was more shocked than me.
She tried to distance herself, but her body was acting unusual.
It was out of her control.
She finally hit the ground, Palpatine hard.
Her knees almost gave up.
Shivering and shacking.
I held her. In panicked, I asked her.
She was looking at her way, she was shocked too.
All in the room turned alert.
They were trying to communicating but it was felt She couldn't hear.
I tried to shak her arms. Calming her, but it was unbearable.
I told them to call police.
Her eyes were in tears.
She asked, almost like a whisper.
Mom?
She puked all over the ground.
Her whole body was shivering as if she was cold.
I caressed her hair, rubbed her palm.
They were strangly cold.
Her legs uncontrollable
She held my cheeks. Firmly.
Hugged me close.
Her tears weren't soaking my shirt.
In my ears, she softly muttered.
"Sorry."
And her hands that were holding me.
They losed their grip.
Her heavy breath, strangely turned low, almost unreadable.
I patted her cheeks, but no response.
Her eyes closed still wet.
She was not responding, no matter how loud I shout.
The nurses went silence. Bowed their head down.
They were not rushing, only stayed
I was still trying until Yuma held me.
Viven,her eyes were trying not to break out.
She was holding her mother to calm her down.
She noticed her gold pendant. She slowly approached her.
A small gold heart pendant, almost felt tight on her neck.
She held it. Her hands were caressing it.
She was already in mourn but her hand felt something.
A pendant that coul be open. She opened it.
She saw her lost sister baby photo that was lost before she was born.
And on other, her mother young photo.
Her grip softened.
Pendant fell on the ground.
Breaking into two. Her mother hold it and began to cry uncontrollably.
She hugged her while herself.
I was shocked, my whole body felt dry.
I noticed a paper on my collar.
There was some not there.
" I knew I am selfish. I was from initials.
Hope you would forgive this mistake like any other.
You always do.
Like how I always do mistakes.
My first was thinking everyone as a friend.
And my last, thinking everyone as an enemy.
The guilt succumbed me,eating me raw.
Farewell, my onlyfamily."
All the tears that I gulped down. They came back.
Farewell, my only family.
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