The two-person wedding was not particularly grand. It was a simple garden party with only close friends and family invited—a wedding Free-down preferred, since she didn’t like flashy things.
Free had her hair half tied up in a half-up style, and she was wearing a simple dress with almost no embellishments. That only made her look even more beautiful.
After the wedding entertainment was over and conversation among the guests began, Bambi was watching for the right timing to bring up something to Free.
"Free, there’s some confetti stuck in your hair. I’ll take it off for you."
Saying that, he removed a flower-shaped piece of paper from her hair and looked at Free with eyes full of love. When Eunho looked this way,
"Sorry, Free, I’m going to go greet the seniors for a bit."
"Oh, okay. Is it fine if I don’t go too?"
"Yeah, it’s fine. Talk slowly with Chaebonggu."
Saying that, Eunho stepped away and made room.
I really can’t beat him, not even at the very end.
Bambi opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.
"Free, the truth is, we should break up now. I’ve decided to be transferred overseas."
"Huh? Why didn’t you tell me something so important? But we can still meet sometimes, right?"
Free hurriedly asked back, seeming shocked by the sudden news.
"We can’t meet anymore, Free. I like you. Since the moment we met, all this time. So... we can’t meet anymore now. Eunho is a really good person. Free, please—you have to be happy."
For a moment Free seemed to widen her eyes, and the next instant tears spilled from them in drops.
"I’m sorry I didn’t notice. I definitely said thoughtless things and talked harshly without realizing it, didn’t I? I’m sorry I couldn’t give you anything back. I’m sorry I couldn’t answer you. Thank you for staying friends with me all this time. It’s not the same as Bambi’s feelings, but I really like you."
Free’s face was smeared with tears and makeup, but I thought even that looked beautiful.
"These three years are the most precious gift I could ever have. Thank you for making such happy memories."
If I could sink into these sweet, sparkling memories, that wouldn’t be so bad.
"Free, you’re beautiful."
My soul would be trapped in that past, but I don’t mind.
"So beautiful."
