A slow, dreary pause engulfed the room. The news was not what you would want to hear. Shocked faces are all around this place. The society has learned of her sentence. Do I dare protest or yell in fury. Do I simply stand here and do nothing to prevent her death?
Breathing has seemed so easy until now. I fell as if the air is trying to suffocate me and cause me to die a most painful death. The last wish given to me, by the one I love most, will shatter. Forever broken until my time is up. My love, who wanted me to take care of her, would never forgive me of my actions.
Hisana, oh my love, do you still wish for me to care for her, or simply let her die? You are no longer here, but yet, your presence is always known. I long for you, for your touch, your voice. Please, my love, guide me. Show me the path that would make you most happy.
She has not been told of the decision. Do you wish for me to tell her? My love, how can I look her in the face and speak those dreadful words? How would you handle a situation like this? There is much she does not understand of this world.
Every time I look towards her, all I see is you. The two of you share a resemblance like no other. My heart yearns to speak of you, yet I cannot bring myself to do so. It feels as if I am with a younger you. In a way, I suppose that's right. She is of blood relation to you.
Oh Hisana, I am growing more confused as time passes. I need you here with me to help make this decision. She needs you as well. This bond between us, it's bittersweet. Please, help me make this better. Hisana, help me break this bittersweet bond between me and her.