>How I wished that the time of our parting could be delayed...
>The warmth of her body, the clarity of her breathing.
>Mom softly gazed upon Sakiko.
>"Mother": I'm sorry, Sakiko... I've been lying to you.
>Togawa Sakiko: Eh?
>M: You've long since known that I'm not your real mother, right?
>M: I'm sorry. I've carefully been safeguarding this little lie.
>M: In actuality, I never went to your high school entrance ceremony. Before you had asked me about it, my memories of you still had you in middle school.
>M: And I don't know why, but recently I've noticed that even if you are smiling happily, it feels as if dark clouds linger around you...
>M: Sakiko, when did it start? When did you start to have this kind of expression?
>M: During this time I know nothing about, what hardships have you had to endure?
>S: I...I...

I did not ask for these feels. Why would you do this?