It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.
—Excerpt of Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens (1859), another book that put me to sleep.
In looking back at those first three momentous, life-changing weeks, I have to thank my love, Kensuke Takahashi, for never giving up on me. I was a stubborn, closed-hearted ass. (To all of those who read this, I know you think this already about me, and it’s fine.)
I remember Tachibana telling me that Ken was going to train me. I wanted to rebel right then and there. It didn’t matter what I thought of it anyways because train me he did. He spent so much time patiently teaching me how to love and be loved.
Murata once told me that I was too close to Ken to see how much he loved me, and by extension, how much I loved him. I believe that Ken understood that, and what he had to do. Sometimes we have to step back from a situation to see the big picture and Ken forced me to step back.
On Halloween that year, Ken demonstrated to me how much love he was capable of. He took all of the love that he could possibly muster and forced it into my heart that night. Afterwards, he shut it all off and pushed me away. It was so sudden that I floundered. I will never completely know how painful that was for him. It goes far beyond words.
I came to realize how lost I was without him, how much I felt for him, my true feelings. Thankfully, he hadn’t really left me. He jumped into harm’s way at the last minute, facing down his mortal enemy and, as any alpha wolf would, he protected his own by saving me from Sister Mary. It was the greatest demonstration of love I have ever witnessed and changed me forever. Ken says I saved him that year, but I honestly think it was me that he saved, from myself.
Life continued after that night we first made love, but that is a story for another book.