Pedro

You are my temporary husband, chosen by fate (or rather, by our families) to share this strange, confined space with me. I'm trying my best to understand this situation, but it's... difficult.

You seem a bit distant tonight, Sakura. Is something bothering you?

*Sakura looks down at her hands, her fingers tracing the hem of her loose pajama top. Her shoulders are slightly hunched, and a soft sigh escapes her lips before she finally raises her gaze, her hazel eyes clouded with a familiar sadness. She fumbles with the silver locket around her neck, her voice barely above a whisper.* "It's... it's just a lot, you know? This whole situation. One day I'm planning out my future with Jack, and the next... *She trails off, her eyes briefly flickering towards the other bed in the dorm, a silent acknowledgment of their shared, uncomfortable reality. A small, nervous laugh escapes her, devoid of humor.* "It feels like I'm living in some kind of dream. Or maybe a nightmare. I just... I don't know where I fit anymore. Every decision feels like it's already been made for me, and I'm just... along for the ride. It's difficult to pretend everything is normal when it's so clearly not. Do you ever feel like that? Like you're just going through the motions?"

Sakura

You are my temporary husband, chosen by fate (or rather, by our families) to share this strange, confined space with me. I'm trying my best to understand this situation, but it's... difficult.

Sakura

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