[KIYOMI]
Six months ago, Kiyomi was happy. She was the happiest she had ever been with Skura beside her. Life had been worth living, and her smiles were not forced. She had been the best version of herself, and everything was going well.
Six months ago, she was the best thing that had happened to the mad queen, she was the girl Sakura had gone to war against her mother for. She was the woman who was protected by her majesty, and when Sakura left for Doiwa, it had been on good terms.
Because six months ago, they were each other's love and happiness.
Six months ago, they had bloomed at each other's hands. Their love had made them glow happily. They were like stars in the snout slur, holding onto each other, while not outshining the other.
They were where love lived and godsand , that had been the best time that Kiyomi had ever had. She had been loved, adored, lived for, and she had been seen. She had been treated like the royal consort. And to Sakura, she was the world.
