«Let's leave the past behind and start over from scratch. You and me—and who knows, maybe one day Shin will forgive me too, and we can finally be the family I've always dreamed of.»
Those were Misaki's last words—the words that brought closure to everything.
They promised never to speak of the past again.
No more mistakes, no more regrets.
Only the present.
Only the future.
They spent hours talking, lying next to each other on the king-sized bed, holding hands or cuddling.
It was mostly Hakuto who talked—after all, Misaki had lived a rather normal life as a high school teacher.
She'd had a couple of relationships after separating from Shin, hoping to find a little peace, but they never lasted long.
She also answered one of Hakuto's curiosities: how could she afford a car like that, or a night in such a place, with just a teacher's salary?
