The wedding was quiet and somber, unlike the jubilant events that usually took place in Paineswick. As she watched the day go by, she saw a man carrying the burden of loneliness; suddenly she felt so sorry for him.
He just wanted to be loved. But he couldn’t find that love with her, there was no love here, this was purely strategic for her. “He must have known that, right?” she tried to justify to herself: she was lonely too, and she knew she couldn’t find love with him, but at least she found something else.
So Hana convinced herself that this was for the better and went on with the wedding. She ignored the hateful glances and quiet whispers and said yes to Haru. Soon she was standing outside as if nothing had happened. But then… Everything had changed. Now she had a ring on her finger and she could be called Mrs. Williams. Haru and Hana Williams…. It sounded strange to her.