#31 - Together

There’s something melancholy about replacing a pillowcase marked with tearstains with a fresh one.

It means I couldn’t do anything while you were crying.

“...It’s raining.”

Compared to the downpour Sis and I got caught in last time, this rain is gentle and calm, pattering against the window.

If I quietly listen to the steady patter, my heart might settle peacefully,

but I’m not here to enjoy a moment of peace all by myself.

“Sis, it’s raining.”

“……”

“You should eat breakfast.”

“……”...