"Wow. You were just going to use this child as a tool to keep me tied to you, weren't you?"
And before he could say anything, before the pain of her words could fully sink in, she reached out and shoved him away. The force of it sent him stumbling, the rejection in the gesture as harsh as the words she had just spoken. She didn't look back, didn't give him the chance to respond, her cold indifference louder than anything Jihoon could ever say.
Jihoon's voice trembled as he continued, his hand resting on his stomach as if the weight of his words was physically crushing him. "And after that? After what you did? You were so heartless, so cold that you didn't even care about your unborn child." His voice cracked, pain and desperation woven into every syllable. "You just… died."
