Kotaro winced at the volume and proximity of Kyoko’s voice. His overly sensitive hearing was definitely taking a battering tonight. The ringing in his ears continued as he released her and stood up beside the bed. He glared at her for a moment before all expression left his face noticing the crystalline tears streaming down her cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Kotaro… I didn’t mean... it’s just… I was scared. I don’t know what to think any more, I’m so confused…” Her body trembled as she wrapped her arms around herself trying to stop the shaking that refused to ease. “I have dreamed about them before… so many times. Vampires… demons… but he wasn’t one of them.”
Kotaro’s eyes widened at the implications of the past colliding with the present. She had never met Kyou in the past… but would she remember
