"His father is already in prison for our crimes," she went on weakly. "He won't be coming out anytime soon. You've destroyed our business... torn our family apart..." Her voice trembled as she lifted her tear-filled eyes toward Mr Igarashi.
"What more do you want? What more do you want from us?" she cried softly. "You've already taken everything. You even have my son. Ryu won't give me my son..."
The room fell into complete silence, broken only by her quiet sobs.
Aito had stopped crying now. He was also staring at his mum, stunned. He never expected her to admit everything.
"Father," Ryu called, his eyes pleading. "Stop... please. It's enough." He was tired and he was sure his father was as well. Everyone involved was already exhausted. Physically and most especially, mentally. Aito the most. He just wanted everything to end. He wanted to nab that bastard Haruto and make everything right with their world. He wanted to marry Aito and start their very own family.
