October 26, 2023,
Well, it's been almost 3 years since my last entry. I guess having someone at my side all this time sort of negated the need for a therapeutic journal; but given what happened I guess I can't complain I brought this on board.
I don't really know where to start and my mind's a mess. I'm writing as the thoughts pop into my head and even now it feels incoherent, never mind when I pick this up for review a week later. I shall start at the beginning I guess.
After Haruna broke down on the deck I carried her down to the infirmary. I told the Akashi and the others that she didn't feel well, because telling them the whole story at this juncture is a terrible idea. Akashi assured me she would be able to do a full checkup tomorrow. Funnily enough she is now in the same bed that I was on when I passed out earlier.
I sat by my darling the whole time, silently, for fear of saying something wrong. Her sobbing didn't stop; only the tears dried up. She literally cried herself to sleep. I held her hand the entire time, but hers was just limp.
I asked an orderly to fetch my journal after she fell asleep. I just… I just couldn't leave her. I really don't know what to feel as I'm writing this. I guess the emotions would come soon enough, but to think I could have prevented this…
I guess all I can do now is to fall asleep on this chair. Between reading the medical reports and the AARs and being ready to respond to counterattacks, tomorrow is going to be a long day.
Good night darling, I'll be here when you wake up tomorrow.