Hearing her thoughts, I was taken aback. A knife and a bullet—it was the first time I had encountered someone who thought of such things upon seeing me. My interest in her deepened, intrigued by the stark contrast between her elegant exterior and the dark thoughts that lurked beneath.
Hannah noticed that Yuko's hand and mine were still together. With a cough to distract us, Yuko let go of my hand. I didn't say anything to her or Haruna.
Hannah and Haruna said goodbye to each other, with Julie reminding Haruna to ask her sister if she wanted to go to Japan to meet her mom. I remained silent and didn't even look at Haruna, just kept ignoring her.
I quietly sat down in the car. As we drove away, I noticed Haruna still looking at me, her thoughts a quiet murmur. [Jack... I am really sorry...] Her words echoed in my mind, a reminder of the complex web of relationships and emotions that bound us all together.
