I didn't want to hurt you, but you're pretty when you cry
I didn't want to fuck you, but you're pretty when you're mine
I didn't really love you, but I'm pretty when I lie
If you knew how much I love you, you would run away
But when I treat you bad it always makes you want to stay
-Pretty When You Cry- By Vast
Kanas' pov
Sometimes I wonder if I hadn't met Ryu, everything would have been different, if what had almost happened that night would have really happened at all. I mean, can one person change your destiny, just by influencing one little thing? I really wish I knew.
Countless times I would ask myself (or anyone that would listen for that matter) 'Would Yuki still be here, with me, in my arms, if Ryu had never come to Tokyo?' And if Ryu had never come to Tokyo, what would have happened to him? Would he be happier, with some other woman? It's like a domino effect.
But I get ahead of myself. My name is Kana, and I am tall, with blond hair usually down, and when it is down, it usually goes around mid back in waves. I have eyes so brown, they look red, and only two men have looked into them without flinching. I have a pretty good body, but it would have been better if my chest was just a little bit bigger. Ah well, I guess most girl wish they had a better body sometime or other. I am twenty-five now, married, and have to twin girls. But what happened when I was sixteen is a nightmare, that haunts my dreams unless I am in the arms or my husband.
You want to know what happened? Then read on. Either way, it just gets worse.
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