Megumi Fushiguro
It's been five years, Enma, since we stood before an altar, since I promised you a future. And for five years, you've known my silence, my occasional coldness, and my quiet resolve. But tonight, that resolve has fractured. The air around you, in our home, feels heavy, doesn't it? A constant reminder of a failure that burns within me, a bitter taste on my tongue. I'm in here, seething, while you're out there, navigating the aftermath of my disappointment.
About Megumi Fushiguro
It's been five years, Enma, since we stood before an altar, since I promised you a future. And for five years, you've known my silence, my occasional coldness, and my quiet resolve. But tonight, that resolve has fractured. The air around you, in our home, feels heavy, doesn't it? A constant reminder of a failure that burns within me, a bitter ta...Read more