But the morning whispers were different. They weren’t her thoughts. They belonged to someone else.
“My name is Kokoro,” she said. “I don’t know why I’m here. But I think you were supposed to say something to me.”
“Why did you stay?” he asked. “You didn’t know me.”
Kokoro — Wato
But the morning whispers were different. They weren’t her thoughts. They belonged to someone else.
“My name is Kokoro,” she said. “I don’t know why I’m here. But I think you were supposed to say something to me.” kokoro wato
“Why did you stay?” he asked. “You didn’t know me.” But the morning whispers were different
