Story cover for La colpa del passato -AMORE- by zerkloma
La colpa del passato -AMORE-
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 26m
  • Reads 207
  • Votes 92
  • Parts 12
  • Time 26m
Ongoing, First published Sep 07
3 new parts
TERZO E ULTIMO ROMANZO DELLA TRILOGIA.
❗Non giudicate il libro dalla copertina❗

Sono morti. 
Tutti. Morti.
E in questi dieci anni non ho fatto altro che ricordare e rivivere i giorni in cui tutti quelli a cui tenevo erano morti. 
Non ho fatto altro che ricordare lei. Quella che li ha sgozzati e impiccati. 
E mio padre. Mio padre l'ha uccisa con le sue stesse mani. 
Non sembrava umano.
Era fuori di sé.
La colpiva con così tanta forza che le distruggeva il volto. 
E lui... ha ucciso anche mia madre.
Mia madre.
Non lo perdonerò mai.

E da dieci anni questi ricordi fanno parte dei miei incubi.
Fanno parte di me.
E mi uccidono.
Mi uccidono ogni singolo istante.
Ma la colpa é solo la sua.
Di Yumiko.




~~
Dieci anni dopo dalla tragica morte di tutti quelli che erano a cuore a Kouta e da quella di Umeko sembra che il dolore non sia ancora scomparso, anzi, il rifiuto della loro morte e la loro elaborazione sembra ancora molto lontana... 
Ma Kouta ha Shizuka con sé, e con il suo aiuto, anche se lentamente e difficilmente,  riuscirà a capire e ad affrontare i lutti, e nel frattempo ad amare Shizuka.
~~








IL ROMANZO PRESENTA DELLE IMPERFEZIONI GRAMMATICALI, É LA PRIMA STESURA.
[IN QUESTO ROMANZO IL NUMERO DEI CAPITOLI É MAGGIORE]












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