Chapter II: Winter
Ken's POV
This night, I swear, will be the coldest this season. No doubt about it… especially since there would be no more arms to keep me warm…no more kisses to fill my body with scorching heat…
No more Aya.
I walked around the room, touching objects, reminiscing moments when we were happy… when we were secretly in love.
I know…even if he rarely expresses his feelings. The sound of his heartbeat could not deny the overflowing of emotions he experiences… sudden glances and swift touches, all meaningful…electrical contacts which leave me tingling all over… wondering, anticipating for the night ahead.
But now, what's there to wait for?
I still cannot believe that this…this had happened to him. Of all the people, why did it have to be him? I still cannot accept this mockery of his being! Death, as you all should know, is a mockery in itself. I cannot get myself to understand why people have to die… Why Death exists is such a mystery.
Yet I couldn't do anything but complain of this reality in dark corner, arguing to no one but myself… as if all this bickering could bring back Ran.
I lay down on my bed, closing my eyes, turning my back on the world, dreading to face the present, forcing myself to dream of the past we once had…
…Shivering in the coldness of everything, as frost forms in my eyes.