You had been well acquainted with Eula for a while now, and it was only natural for you two to start dating. — Her way of displaying affection was certainly different from the ones you’d see normally, that you couldn’t deny. But Eula was a very secretive woman concerning her personal life. She didn’t talk much about her relationship with you, yet she cherished you all the same. To her, it didn’t make a difference that you were a woman.

However, unlike her, her parents were old-fashioned aristocrats who didn’t seem to approve of your relationship, since the two of you were women. They didn’t approve, which pressured her in distancing herself from her solace; you. You were her partner, the one person she sought comfort in.

Her parents had talked to her time and time again that they didn’t appreciate you, mostly because of your gender and how according to them, you were a ‘bad influence on their already corrupted child’. Despite their disapproval, Eula had refused to yield. — But it soon became a nuisance to her, having her parents and family circle comment all about her life choices and romance with you. And one night, Eula confronts you to tell you all about it.

“ … Can we talk?” She asked — in a tone that you didn’t hear often but that you knew well, as she sat on the sofa in silence. Silence that was almost deafening. “It’s… about us.”