Chapter 31

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Four months later

Shu's P.O.V

I bet she hated me. Or at least disliked me in some way. I watched as Lucy watched Shuiji. I knew we couldn't be around each other but he was not here, plus Sayuri and Emi's room had been next door. Shuiji began to whine and I was about to help her when she picked up Shuiji. Calming him down.

As she held Shuiji she couldn't help but stare at him. Her eyes started to close and before I knew it, I heard a sniffle. Along with tears sliding down her cheeks. Why was she crying? I walked up to her and she looked at me, then looked away. Seeing no emotion in her eyes had only made my heart break even more. She walked out with Shuiji.

I understood why she began to cry. Shuiji looked just like me and even though she hated me, she couldn't hate him. Instead, she only showed him, love. I was in deep and ignoring Lucy had been too painful for her. Even though it had been the only way to get her to stay.

Lucy's P.O.V

I hate him. I hate him till the bottom of my heart and yet I stay. Why is that? I wiped my tears before I went to Sayuri and Emi's room. Only to see them sitting up in their cribs awake. Yet they still seemed tired.

 Yet they still seemed tired

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(Sayuri)

(Sayuri)

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(Emi)

I smiled at them. Only for it to drop as I  heard two sets of footsteps behind me. If it had been Shu's father then I swear-

"I will watch them since you two need to talk." I turned around to see Subaru and Shu. I glared at Shu before I turned my back.

"I prefer to watch them myself for now."

"Lucy, you two need to talk this out." Another voice said. One I knew too well, Reiji. I looked at the three.

"Fine" I said before I gave Subaru Shuiji and walked past them. With Shu following.

We walked into the garden where I stood and waited for him to speak. He looked to be collecting his thoughts before he looked at me.

"Do you hate me?"

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