Bittersweet One-sided love

-William-

Me, standing in the corner of the meeting room, waiting for Juliette to walk to, is confused about my last night's dream. She felt close. Felt warm and smelled the same as she had been.

In my entire life, I always do what my parents say is correct. So regardless, I didn't need to apologize for anything. If I say I didn't have any chance to do something wrong to make it right.

So, right now, instead of waiting, asking for forgiveness, there has nothing that I can demand for.

Because, She doesn't remember me and our memories. I can't take advantage of her memory loss. I can't even find a way to apologize. After all, if I stand on her shoe, I can feel the pain that - She wasn't my priority. She was my second choice.

What should I ask if she asks me that after marrying her sister or after knowing that truth, how I started loving her?

Was it because she was better than her sister? Or was I just falling in love with her after comparison?

I don't know if she would ever ask. But I