Tonight, her heart is going to stop.
Oh Soo-Mi keeps playing with the cards, ignoring Hanok's soft weeping sound. Because of her abilities, she has known that she wouldn't live a long time. However, her death would be a kind one. It would be as painless as falling asleep.
"What are you doing?" Choi Minho enters the sitting room, carrying a bowl of soul. He glances at the cards on the floor. "You don't have to do this anymore."
"What else should I do?" Oh Soo-Mi presses her hand on each card. "You know what to do after I die, right?"
"I will bury you next to my brother," He replies nonchalantly, burying the sadness in his heart. "Your headstone will say that you are my brother's fiance."
"Tch! He should have married me," Oh Soo-Mi grumbles. "I wonder where he is now."
"Wherever he's now, I am sure that you will go there." Choi Minho places the bowl of soup in front of her. "Otherwise, you would even consider coming back from purgatory."
