This story takes place when they are in their early twenties.
I do not own CCS, CLAMP does.
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I entered the hotel room-soaking wet, with my suitcase. I just stand in the doorway looking at the room for the longest time.
Is this going to be how my life is from now on? Being by myself...without Sakura?
Will our lives never go back to the way things were?
Why did I do that to her? Why? Our life was perfect together...but I had to go and ruin it.
...Why?
I close the door, fall on the bed, and just think about Sakura.
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Why did he do this to me?
I have been lying in the corner of the living room ever since Syaoran left, having a box of Kleenex, I just cry my eyes out.
I don't understand, was it something that I did? Or, did I not do enough? But why of all people did he have to do it with Tomoyo? She's my... she was my best friend.
I just don't understand, was he not happy with me? Did I...I just don't know.
I look over and see pictures of Syaoran and I, there's our wedding photo, our picture at the Empire State Building in America, at the Chinese Wall, the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
We've done so much together.
And I come across a picture of Tomoyo and I when we were little; it was a picture she took right after I captured the Sealed Card. We were both so happy.
It made me sick.
I swept my hand across the table and crash them all to the floor in a frenzy.
I just stare at them on the floor, and I come across the one taken when we were kids, it was unharmed and upright.
I start to shake.
I take the picture and bash it to the ground. The glass broke releasing the picture. I grab the picture, rip it up into tiny pieces and throw them into the fireplace and start the automatic fire.
I watch it burn, and start to cry again.
I stay the night in that spot just thinking of what I could have done to stop this from happening.
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When I got home, I didn't know what to do, should I call Sakura, apologize?
I don't know.
I set my purse on the kitchen table and just lay on my couch, but I shouldn't have.
On the coffee table, I find a picture of Sakura and Syaoran at their wedding, and I realize...I ruined their relationship.
I ruined their love.
And I start to cry.
And I just sit there starring at the picture until I couldn't take anymore.
I take the picture and throw it across the room...but the image is burned in my head, and sleeping with Syaoran cannot be taken back.
I sit there on the couch, crying, wishing for a way to take all this back.
I entered the hotel room-soaking wet, with my suitcase. I just stand in the doorway looking at the room for the longest time.
Is this going to be how my life is from now on? Being by myself...without Sakura?
Will our lives never go back to the way things were?
Why did I do that to her? Why? Our life was perfect together...but I had to go and ruin it.
...Why?
I close the door, fall on the bed, and just think about Sakura.
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Why did he do this to me?
I have been lying in the corner of the living room ever since Syaoran left, having a box of Kleenex, I just cry my eyes out.
I don't understand, was it something that I did? Or, did I not do enough? But why of all people did he have to do it with Tomoyo? She's my... she was my best friend.
I just don't understand, was he not happy with me? Did I...I just don't know.
I look over and see pictures of Syaoran and I, there's our wedding photo, our picture at the Empire State Building in America, at the Chinese Wall, the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
We've done so much together.
And I come across a picture of Tomoyo and I when we were little; it was a picture she took right after I captured the Sealed Card. We were both so happy.
It made me sick.
I swept my hand across the table and crash them all to the floor in a frenzy.
I just stare at them on the floor, and I come across the one taken when we were kids, it was unharmed and upright.
I start to shake.
I take the picture and bash it to the ground. The glass broke releasing the picture. I grab the picture, rip it up into tiny pieces and throw them into the fireplace and start the automatic fire.
I watch it burn, and start to cry again.
I stay the night in that spot just thinking of what I could have done to stop this from happening.
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When I got home, I didn't know what to do, should I call Sakura, apologize?
I don't know.
I set my purse on the kitchen table and just lay on my couch, but I shouldn't have.
On the coffee table, I find a picture of Sakura and Syaoran at their wedding, and I realize...I ruined their relationship.
I ruined their love.
And I start to cry.
And I just sit there starring at the picture until I couldn't take anymore.
I take the picture and throw it across the room...but the image is burned in my head, and sleeping with Syaoran cannot be taken back.
I sit there on the couch, crying, wishing for a way to take all this back.