Heartaches Stories

While having breakfast, no one dared to speak. It was always practiced in the Sakuraba household. At a young age, the Sakuraba children were taught to have proper etiquette. Apparently, their ancestors practiced discipline at all times. After their quiet breakfast, Genjiro decided to broke the silence.   “You seem to have something in your mind, Aikasa. What is it?” Contemplating, Aikasa answered, “Father, I was accepted...

Aikasa lied awake staring at the ceiling of her room. Sighing, she got up and fixed the bed. She put on rather presentable clothes and fixed herself before going out of the room. While making her way into the kitchen, she saw her mother preparing for breakfast. “Good morning mother!” enthusiastically greeting her. “Good morning,” her mother greeted back with a soft smile grazing her thin lips. “Where’s father?” Throwing a...

“Only if you know how to." I heard that as I saw him wipe those tears away. I stopped dead in my tracks momentarily forgetting why I was in that empty hallway again. I longingly watched his back disappear into the men’s room with drooping shoulders, seemingly carrying the weight of the world. Could a heart become whole and crumble into pieces all at the same time over and over? It’s been what? Two or three months? I’ve lo...