She knew (y/n) liked Oswald, and had full trust she would respect their relationship, which the (h/c) haired girl did.
Now Ortensia was gone, (y/n) couldn't help but think she would hate her for even going near Oswald, though the cat wasn't like that. She felt terrible about it since her best friend was dating him, and eventually married. As much as she hates to admit it, she has liked the rabbit for awhile now. (Y/n) gives him a sympathetic look, her heart aching by the sight of the broken male. He gives a tired wave, straightening his posture, looking down at the girl. "Hey Ossy" the female says, giving the rabbit a kind smile as she sat next to him. The (h/c) haired female was basically the only one who understood the full extent of Oswald's feelings. The female was also close to Ortensia, they were childhood friends, practically raised together. They were still dependent on him, he needed to toughen out, no matter how difficult that is for him.įootsteps caused his ears to perk up, turning his head quickly in the direction they came from, seeing one of his closests friends.
He didn't want to cry incase his children or brother saw him. He shakes his head, ridding of his tears with his sleeve, sniffling. He snaps back to reality once he felt tears trickling down his face, the watery substance only freezing his cheeks more. Or just to have someone love him as much as she did, someone he could hold close and tell all his secrets and feelings. He would kill to have that feeling of joy again. Though he does have his brother, kids and friends, and Ortensia did die many years ago, he couldn't get over the heartbreak and devistation of losing someone so close to him. Ever since his wife passed, he's felt so empty.
Oswald sighs slightly, dark blue eyes blinking up to the starry sky, a frown prominent on his face, ears lowered to the sides of his head.
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