What is Responsibility?

The woman, her gaze filled with a strange sense of relief, spoke of its meaning.

"While I was bedridden, I thought about it. I've lived my life no different from a blind fool, so at the very least, I should be the one to put an end to it myself…"

Tears fell down her face.

Was their meaning regret? Or perhaps, self-loathing?

Maybe both, I thought.

"I know I have no right to ask this. But still, I want to ask you for this one thing."

It was less a request and more of a plea.

She had been a woman swayed by blind love, chained by longing—

But at least for the ending, she wanted to be different.

A vow not to throw away today in favor of yesterday’s excuses.

Selena’s tears looked toward a tomorrow that would never exist.

She spoke.

"Please… let me be the one to end this."

A silence stretched between us.

The cold, detached aura that had once surrounded her was nowhere to be found.

The distant, uncaring demeanor had long since crumbled.

Before me, there was only a wilting flower.@@novelbin@@

Her already frail complexion only growing more withered.

Adulthood was such a pathetic thing.

I was no different.

I couldn't turn away from the reflection of my past self in her eyes.

Drenched in sorrow and emptiness, I gave my answer.

"If that is truly your will."

A single phrase, permitting the conclusion she sought.

A faint smile curled on the drunkard’s lips.

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