Futaba and I were getting ready for our wedding.
But lately, I’d started to sense a subtle distance between us, something different from before.
Still, I figured that was probably normal for adult couples…
However, one day I happened to find a post on an online forum—
and it cast a small shadow over my heart.
No way, that can’t be true.
I didn’t want to be suspicious, yet I found myself starting to observe her behavior more closely.
Even so, Futaba, unaware of my doubts,
continued to smile the same way, looking at me as always.
It’s fine. This is just a misunderstanding—
Yes, I decided to believe that.
Because she’s the one I chose.
And yet… I keep having dreams—
Dreams of Futaba talking to “someone,” wearing an expression I’ve never seen before.



