Kasumi's eyes filled with tears. " But I never stopped loving you. Not for a single second."
Yuko's breath came in sharp, uneven gasps. " Look at me! I'm a mess! I can't even—" She cut herself off, her voice breaking.
Haruna returned with the first aid box, her face pale. I handed the phone back to her, but Kasumi wasn't done. Her voice was desperate. "Haruna, please—let me see her. Let me see my daughter."
Yuko's voice was a growl. "Haruna, don't you dare—"
But Haruna lifted her chin, her own eyes glistening. "Sister, I'm not afraid of you anymore. Not when Jack's here. And I know you miss her. I've seen you. I've seen you staring at her pictures when you think no one's looking."
Yuko's face twisted. "Haruna!"
Haruna turned the phone toward Yuko, her voice trembling but firm. "Mother… look. She's being stubborn, but she's not hurt badly. Just her finger. But she does miss you. She just won't admit it."
Kasumi's breath shuddered. "Yuko… my sweet girl…"
