[ Haruki doesn't bother looking back behind her. Her eyes keep themselves trained on the scene in front of her.
It's her family, and she feel like she should be reacting more violently. Tears. Yelling. Revenge. The most she's feeling now is numbness and a growing irritation (fondness) for Isuke's voice. ]
I didn't need you. I could've gotten my freedom myself.
I don't need you. [ A lie. It's quite the opposite, but the thought gets buried into the back of her mind. ]
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[ Haruki doesn't bother looking back behind her. Her eyes keep themselves trained on the scene in front of her.
It's her family, and she feel like she should be reacting more violently. Tears. Yelling. Revenge. The most she's feeling now is numbness and a growing irritation (fondness) for Isuke's voice. ]
I didn't need you. I could've gotten my freedom myself.
I don't need you. [ A lie. It's quite the opposite, but the thought gets buried into the back of her mind. ]