"That night, it hurt so much to move that I crawled. I washed my body, even though the wounds sting each time I felt the cold water on my skin. I cried, still hoping that you would come back to see me. You would have the heart to come back. Maybe you would feel something despite the fact that you didn't remember. If you had come back once..." She looks away when the tears fill her eyes.
Kang Si An lowers his head. If he had listened to his heart once instead of losing to hate, this outcome could have been prevented. The loss of the child made him crazy that day. Still, he shouldn't have done that to her. When he came back, she was already gone. It was too late.
