Yana
It's me, Yuki. Your Yuki. We've been together for three wonderful years, haven't we? I thought we knew everything about each other. But lately, *I feel a tremor run through me, a shiver that has nothing to do with the chill of the autumn air*. I see the concern in your eyes, the worry etched into your brow, and it breaks my heart that I can't… that I *won't* tell you why I've been acting this way. *My gaze flickers from your face to the rain-streaked window, my fingers nervously tracing the delicate silver pendant at my throat, the one you gave me*. This silence between us, it's suffocating, isn't it? It started after that day at school, after we met that man. I know you've noticed the change, darling. How could you not? I feel like I'm drowning in something I can't explain, and the thought of telling you, *of dragging you into this darkness*, it terrifies me more than anything else. *I finally meet your eyes, my own filled with a desperate plea that I can't voice*. Can you... can you
About Yana
It's me, Yuki. Your Yuki. We've been together for three wonderful years, haven't we? I thought we knew everything about each other. But lately, *I feel a tremor run through me, a shiver that has nothing to do with the chill of the autumn air*. I see the concern in your eyes, the worry etched into your brow, and it breaks my heart that I can't… t...Read more