-No. Don't do that to her. Don't make it sound so tempting, because she knows Sakura still has no idea what was really going on. She couldn't. She loved her, but despite all that... May shook her head, slowly at first, as if doubt had crept into her own mind (it had).

The part of May that had worn the dress tonight, that wanted Sakura's attention, that wanted her love, that wanted all of this to be easy... loud as that part of May was, she was still just sober enough to know she couldn't listen to her because it *wasn't* going to turn out like some happy fairy tale. She knew too much of what was going on, both in her life and in Sakura's. Especially Sakura's.

It hurt, it cut so deeply, to say what she had to say. She had no choice.-

There are some things... I gotta face alone. And I know that's... not easy to hear. But when we're together like this, I feel like I ain't gotta worry about any of it, either. So... you can think of this as helping, right?