A/N:this is a sort of alternate-universe of that scenario in Kikyo's perspective. I feel kinda bad for her. Sure, she's made some really bad choices --- and, it seems, cannot die--- but just try to put yourself in her shoes.
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Awakening
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I stalked out of the hole-in-the-wall cafe, my hands clenched into fists, my heart shattered. After five long years spent abroad, I'd finally returned. I'd barely greeted my family, left my suitcase unpacked, and rushed off in hopes of seeing him, only to find him sitting at our table with another woman.
So I'd left in a fit of anger. So I'd exploded and accused him of cheating on me... I'd been deceived, fed lies---was I to blame?
I dashed tears from my eyes. He'd obviously gotten over me; the blue-eyed girl was proof of that.
Yet I still cared...