After hanging up, I leaned against the wall. Why am I such a bad girl? I didn't want to unilaterally hurt her, so I lowered my head, my mind in confusion. At that moment, my phone rang. It wasn't the chatroom with Dongyeol that was ringing.
(You announced the breakup this week, right??)
(It's already been two weeks since the deadline)
(I couldn't wait any longer, so we decided to meet in a week)
(Till then, stay pretty and well)
As I quietly put my phone down with my head in a state of confusion, there was a knock on the door.
"Sister..."
"Let's talk face to face, sister."
"At least tell me why."
Park Yeo-ju
"Why on earth are you doing that?"
It was Dongyeol. He was feeling better than before, but his throat still felt like it was locked. Why couldn't you give up on me, the person who unilaterally kicked you out? Not wanting to leave Dongyeol any more room to maneuver, I ended up saying the worst thing I could.
"I think I'm sick of it. I found another man."
"...."
"Just go now. You go find another woman."
"....no"
"Let's just forget about it and live on."
"I can't give up on you, sister."
My heart was shaken by the unexpected reaction, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything else, thinking of Dongyeol, who would be even more shocked. And I didn't open my mouth or cover my ears, listening to whatever noises were coming from outside. But the only sound I could hear most clearly was this one.
"Even if you have another man, please look at me one last time. I don't care what kind of person I am to you."
Why do you love someone who made you suffer so much when you yourself are suffering?