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Summary: Love doesn't recognize any rules, will this be applicable to Inoo and Yabu???
ॲ Chapter 8 ॲ
I begin the Yabu Kota right now; He’s a different man after 5 years but who cares? We both love each other and we’ll be a family soon plus both sides are okay with it. I get to meet the rest of Kota’s relatives though they were surprised about our daughter.
It was Thursday morning, two days before our wedding and Kota and I were planning for a family dinner. I woke up early excited for tonight’s event and I went to my fathers’ painting room. I didn’t know that Kota was there early in the morning; he didn’t text me or calls so that was a surprised. I didn’t mean to eaves drop but well……I’m a girl curious about my father and futures husband’s discussion.
“Who are you? I know you’re not Yabu coz the REAL Yabu died five years ago in a car accident.” That was my dad, hearing him with those accusing questions made me listen more carefully not to be discovered
“Youre right I’m not Yabu Kota and I’m his twin brother Takaki Yuya. We were separated coz he was adopted by the Yabu family while I was left with our biological parents.”
“Then what’s your intention on pretending as your brother?”
“To seek revenge, your daughter was the reason my brother died! He can’t accept that you separated them! She was her first love and every time we secretly met Kota won’t stop talking about your daughter. I was happy for him but one night he came into my house crying like there’s tomorrow, drunk and kept on saying Kei’s name on his sleep. I was about to approach Kei in one her shows, I didn’t know Kota followed and he saw your daughter flirting with another man! He was badly wounded, he drowned himself to liquors and while under the influence of alcohol he drove his car and hit a bus.” I can’t stand it anymore. I left the room, weeping in misery. Kota’s dead and I’m the one who caused his death. It’s my fault he died, I feel so broken than before……Why do things must end this way? No words can explain the grief I’m experiencing……The only thing that’s clear now is I need to get away. Away from him……coz my heart and my brain is in chaos I have to think clearly and sort out my feelings. I pack my bag. Leaving a letter to mom saying about I heard and to take care of Keiko for now. I know my baby will cry for not telling her but it’s for the best of everybody.
ॲ Chapter 8 ॲ
I begin the Yabu Kota right now; He’s a different man after 5 years but who cares? We both love each other and we’ll be a family soon plus both sides are okay with it. I get to meet the rest of Kota’s relatives though they were surprised about our daughter.
It was Thursday morning, two days before our wedding and Kota and I were planning for a family dinner. I woke up early excited for tonight’s event and I went to my fathers’ painting room. I didn’t know that Kota was there early in the morning; he didn’t text me or calls so that was a surprised. I didn’t mean to eaves drop but well……I’m a girl curious about my father and futures husband’s discussion.
“Who are you? I know you’re not Yabu coz the REAL Yabu died five years ago in a car accident.” That was my dad, hearing him with those accusing questions made me listen more carefully not to be discovered
“Youre right I’m not Yabu Kota and I’m his twin brother Takaki Yuya. We were separated coz he was adopted by the Yabu family while I was left with our biological parents.”
“Then what’s your intention on pretending as your brother?”
“To seek revenge, your daughter was the reason my brother died! He can’t accept that you separated them! She was her first love and every time we secretly met Kota won’t stop talking about your daughter. I was happy for him but one night he came into my house crying like there’s tomorrow, drunk and kept on saying Kei’s name on his sleep. I was about to approach Kei in one her shows, I didn’t know Kota followed and he saw your daughter flirting with another man! He was badly wounded, he drowned himself to liquors and while under the influence of alcohol he drove his car and hit a bus.” I can’t stand it anymore. I left the room, weeping in misery. Kota’s dead and I’m the one who caused his death. It’s my fault he died, I feel so broken than before……Why do things must end this way? No words can explain the grief I’m experiencing……The only thing that’s clear now is I need to get away. Away from him……coz my heart and my brain is in chaos I have to think clearly and sort out my feelings. I pack my bag. Leaving a letter to mom saying about I heard and to take care of Keiko for now. I know my baby will cry for not telling her but it’s for the best of everybody.