[SAKURA]
The line between obsession and love had never been so confusing for Kiyomi as it was the moment the private gallery doors opened. She had noticed the eyes on them when they portaled to the door of the gallery, but she had paid no mind.
If anything, she was excited to see what was beyond the door.
She had never known that Sakura could draw or paint for whatever it was that artists did, so when the door opened, she assumed that it would just be Sakura's scribble over the years as she passed time.
Eternity was, after all, a really long time.
But the good doctor didn't expect what she saw there.
It was different.
So different that the good doctor had to step back out to get some air.
It was all so sudden for her that Sakura thought she had lost. Her madness had finally cost her the one person who had loved her in ways that he had never once proven deserving.
