Saki stayed silent, unsure whether or not to respond to Tsukasa's claims. Not that she has the will to do so. Wet tears stain her palm and cheeks and the feeling of vulnerability creeps into her heart.
Why? Why does he get to have it all? On what curse did the Gods have bestowed upon her to suffer? The both of them were children of a God so why does she get to have the bitter end of the stick?
She sobbed, tears escaping from her eyes as she tried to wipe them away with the palms of her hands. She was too tired to even be frustrated anymore. All she wanted was to cry, and cryβ until no tears can pour down anymore.
+ couldn't do much to fix it ... unless ... ( π‘ )
" How about you take it easy .α£ Once in a while at least .α I'll help you .α "
.. He really is willing to help his sister, isn't he .α£
She hates the look on his eyes, the sight of pity burning down holes into her. It fills her with disgust. It makes her look weak and vulnerable and the last thing she wants is for her brother to see her like this.
β It's none of your business, leave me alone! β Irritation laced with her voice as she tried to push her brother away, but Tsukasa still persist to be near her. After all, they are siblingsβ aren't they not?
Tsukasa held her wrist with a worried expression .
It was actually very rare to see on his face after being seen so splendid, with such a high self-esteem and happiness that splashes out of his body as if there were no tomorrow β but the situation with Saki ...
dear, you never fail to insert poetry in everything you say, kaito. i guess it runs in the family.
but, jeez, you are right. some cabins around the camp do need some renovations to do.
Perhaps the only thing that fills the sun child's mind was annoyance. Deep and heavy annoyance. She hated feeling like this, the sensations of frustration threatening to rip her head in shreds and toss it away. It was dreadful, a hindrance.