Sleepless nights...

There is a lot of hurt, embedded in that beating heart.

I can see the memories.  I can feel the fresh scars as I run my fingers over what we thought was healed.

Mm.  Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, I guess.  Sayuri -- I mean, this Sayuri -- had scars, too.  I mean, of a different sort, but also, not really.

I want to be like her, too.  Sayuri, and Sayuri.  Ahahaha.  They really are quite alike, in some ways.  I wonder....if Sayuri, would grow up to be more like Sayuri?