"Okay," Hiroshi agreed without hesitation. It has been a while since he visited her too.
He turned, opened the door of the room and walked away hurriedly.
He could only think of one thing as he walked down the corridor—to find Haruki. Haruki was in the master suite.
"How did it go?" Haruki asked without lifting his gaze from the tablet he held.
"Haruki," Hiroshi called as he approached Haruki. He felt like a kid needing attention but he wanted Haruki to look up at him.
Haruki seeing the moisture in Hiroshi's eyes, placed his tablet down and walked to him.
Hiroshi unable to hold back his tears, hugged Haruki tightly. "He apologised," Hiroshi said, his voice thick with emotion. His silent tears quickly stained Haruki's sweatshirt.
Haruki silently rubbed his back encouragingly.
After a few minutes, Hiroshi pulled away and Haruki reached to mop his tears.
