Tora watched her eyes. They were fixed on him, but they seemed to wander. He could feel that she was drifting away from him. Her eyes, once so full, seemed empty. They still held love for him like they used, but there was something new there that didn't belong to him. She was no longer his, and he knew that. He knew he should just let her go, he needed to let her go. It would be so much better for her if he let her go. It would make her life a lot easier. But he never liked to do things the easy way.
El...
Ari sensed there was something wrong with Tora, his grip on her hand had tightened.
"What's wrong, Igarashi?" She asked, her voice tired and weak.
"Nothing," he forced a smile in hopes of not upsetting her.
She slightly nodded and closed her eyes. She felt unusually tired all of a sudden.
"Rest, El," he whispered and kissed her forehead lightly. Her soft, almost silent snores filled the tiny room. He laughed under his breath as he headed to his car to retrieve something he forgot. Something for Ariella.