Noticing her reaction, Sohwa hurriedly apologized.
“...I’m sorry.”
“....”
“I lost my mind for a moment....”
As Sohwa berated herself for her careless mouth, Hwayeong resumed walking, her tone softening.
“It’s all right. I can’t pretend he never existed forever... I just need to get used to it, one step at a time....”
She wondered if she’d ever truly grow accustomed to his absence, but knowing she couldn’t keep erasing him from her memories, she replied calmly as she quickened her steps.
Trying to shake off the gloomy thoughts suddenly pressing in, Hwayeong began striding briskly, almost as if the faster pace would cast away the melancholy.
Sohwa kept up with her quick steps, trying to change the subject.
“But still, Miss Hwajin will probably get married, right?”
“Oh, she will. I’ll make sure of it, even if she doesn’t want to.”
“How?”
“I’ll make the house feel like a living hell.”
Seeing the sly smile twist on Hwayeong’s lips, Sohwa murmured with genuine concern.
