Despite my best efforts to move on, I ultimately came back to her. I just wanted to make sure that she's doing well.
Hoshiki gave the precise schedule for when Yukino's parents come to visit her and after finalising my resignation letter (post-passing away of my grandparents), I come to visit her.
Entering the room I see her. Can it really be described as "living?".
It's not my first visiting patient rooms to take care of the elders here, but this... I thought I was ready to face her in whatever condition she might be; only to be torn apart. I have failed her. I shouldn't be here.
I simply sat there, saying nothing. I couldn't look at her much longer. Especially not the neck. Not the neck.
Can she hear me? Can she hear others? I don't know.
Somehow, in her rest, she still looks turbulent.
Remembering all the adventures we've had together, I thought about... No. I am the last person she would want to see.
Placing a Gentian on the vase with the rest of the flowers, I come up to her. Feeling her cold hand I say.
"I'm sorry."
And leave.