The tears wouldn't stop.

The scene that played before [Name] was something that she would not soon forget.

Roderich and Elizabeta, the sound of keys randomly being pressed on the piano and the way her named rolled off his lips.

So much love. So much passion. Everything [Name] needed to know about the two's relation was portrayed in the way he called Elizabeta's name.

Suddenly, the scene before [Name] vanished, replaced by darkness and a pair of cold hands.

"I'm sorry you had to find it out the hard way... Let's go."

[Name] turned to the silver haired ex-nation and nodded her head swiftly, trying to wipe away the tears that wouldn't cease to fall.

Nearly an hour later, [Name] had calmed down enough to ask Prussia why he was acting so kindly to her. For the second time that day, it seemed Gilbert was at a loss for words. The ex-nation simply leaned over and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

The gentle notion said it all.