Chapter 3: My Life Falling Apart
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POV: InuYasha
As the letter fell to the floor, I could hear a very distant voice yelling towards me. It felt almost as if I were not actually alive anymore, more as if I was in-between two worlds with nowhere to go. As I stood there with a very dull blank expression on my face, I finally saw Kagome standing in front of me with a tear falling from her eyes.
"Is it true? Did she really take away our children? WHY is this happening to us InuYasha, WHY! I thought we were finally passed all of the evil in our lives…" Kagome whimpered while trying not to fall straight to the floor out of agony.
"I… I… I don't know what to say Kagome, I am so sorry this happened, this is all of my fault. I should have known that this wasn't over, that we wouldn't be able to live a normal life… I should have never put you through any of this, I should have left you alone so you could live a happy life!" I whispered back trying not to show that my face was soaking wet from the pools of tears running from my eyes.
"Don't say that InuYasha, none of this is your fault. Please don't blame yourself, how could you have known this would happen? Kagome hollered from all of the sadness and rage she had built up.
I walked over to her to hug her as if it was a mama bear trying to comfort one of her cubs, I wrapped my arms around her so tight trying to reassure her that everything would be okay without even using a single breath. "The truth is that the hug might have helped me more than it did her, I was the one that felt dead on the inside from all the guilt I had weighing on my chest. How could I bring her and our kids into a life like this? How could I let them down so bad? Are the kids even safe and are they even alive?..." I thought to myself trying not to show too much of my anxiety so it wouldn't make things worse on her.
As I stood there with her in my arms, I realized one thing. I realized that the only purpose I had for living anymore was to find my kids and return them back to where they belong, with their mother and father. My main purpose in life was doing everything in my power to give them the life I never had, the life I had always wanted and nothing in this world would stand a chance of getting in my way…