( His new life keeps him busy enough that he avoids facing this yearning of floating in the middle of a lake with rain pouring over him. It must have hurt her the most the moment he also turned his back on her, along with everybody. Even the Oceanids once rejected her existence.
Cake will never be enough. He lets her have the box.
Itโs dark in here and minimal. As if thereโs barely any effort in making this feel like a true home. He understands some people may still violate her privacy or try to peek in sometimes.
Upon her explanation of the artwork and itโs history, he finally breaks through the barrier of fog, and guilt is at the forefront. )
Lady Furina. I am truly sorry.
( Rain begins pelting windows outside, and this is clearly not something that would be provoked by a simply mistake at dinner. )
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Cake will never be enough.
He lets her have the box.
Itโs dark in here and minimal. As if thereโs barely any effort in making this feel like a true home. He understands some people may still violate her privacy or try to peek in sometimes.
Upon her explanation of the artwork and itโs history, he finally breaks through the barrier of fog, and guilt is at the forefront. )
Lady Furina. I am truly sorry.
( Rain begins pelting windows outside, and this is clearly not something that would be provoked by a simply mistake at dinner. )