Prologue

I didn't know when it started, I just woke up one day wanting to see her so badly, make her smile, and be by her side all the time. Maybe I just grew fond of being with her that I couldn't stand a second away from her, or maybe not. If this is just mere infatuation, then why does my heart hurt every time she becomes close to someone? Am I even allowed to feel this?

In the midst of my thoughts, I felt a gentle nudge on my arm making me look at the person standing beside me. He sighed breathily as he joined me, watching over our masters from a far.

"It's really happening," he started. I looked at him and he did the same. As if he knew what I was thinking a while ago, I could see how his eyes speak of pity for my situation. I looked away before I lost myself and finally give in to the pain.

"Yes, it is," I sighed. "I'm happy for her," I almost whispered to the wind. I don't know if what I said was true but I managed to say it, so maybe it was. What can I do beside being happy for her? Nothing.

"Let's get the horse ready," he said before walking out. But instead of following him, I stayed. Though it would only cause me pain, I didn't stop myself from watching over her, loving her from a far. I don't know how much time is left with her, so I want to savor every moment to memorize every bit of her, while I still have the chance.