"The human heart is like a flower pot: you never know what could bloom, you can give it all the love and warmth in the world and what grows can still be evil. They may appear to be beautiful from afar but in reality they're... poisonous; and what is poisonous and evil must be pulled out." —Icychica_
"Kazuchika," My father addressed me and I placed my glass of wine down and looked up at him.
"Yes father."
"That woman, bring her." he ordered and I knew what 'woman' he was referring to.
It angered me to hear him address Sagwa that way, she wasn't just some 'woman' she meant a lot to me.
My father wasn't as bad as others thought he was, he was a great man, however, he could also be harsh and rough around the edges, it came with his job. I knew his intentions were good but Sagwa was the one I loved and he needed to respect her.
"Father, her name is Sagwa, please call her by her name."