EVEN if I wipe my eyes with flowing tears a million times, what I'm seeing would never change. She was there, and I saw it with both eyes. I want to believe what my heart is saying— that she will not do it and she's not there. But reality has already slapped me. Do I even have the right to 

Kagome and that man whom I always felt jealous of, were there, making love— or lust? I don't know.

I shook my head, making myself believe that it wasn't her. She didn't come here, I didn't even see her coming inside.

But how could I if I'm struggling to climb...