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“Please, let’s get a divorce.”

After realizing I had returned to three years in the past, I decided to divorce Kang Jaeha. The past three years spent by his side had left me too exhausted. During ‘that time,’ the real me didn’t exist, and there was no such thing as love between him and me.

Was the beginning of all my mistakes falling in love with Kang Jaeha the very first time we met? Or was it my mistake to have foolishly forgotten the real me and lived as ‘Gu Dohae’?

Even hearing that I was terminally ill with no possible cure, I felt nothing, but when I found out that everything I had known for three years was all a lie, I just felt empty and wronged.

For what reason did we hate each other so much? For what reason did he and I have to turn away from each other, resent each other, and die alone in agony?

I felt sorry for Kang Jaeha, who had lived his whole life driven by a desire for revenge against Gu Dohae, and I pitied myself for ending my life without ever once receiving love.

And when I was given another chance at life, I resolved to divorce him. Because that was what was best for Kang Jaeha and for me.

“I hate you. So let’s get a divorce.”

My eyes met Kang Jaeha’s. There was a time I thought I knew him best. No, was that too just my own delusion?

I could see myself reflected in his dark eyes, which at some point had become impossible to read.

“I’ll have the papers sent to your lawyer as soon as they’re ready.”

Suppressing the ache in my stomach that the mere sight of him caused, I took the first step away. As I walked past Kang Jaeha, he suddenly grabbed my wrist.

What kind of eyes would he look at me with this time? Would that characteristically cold gaze he reveals whenever he’s displeased be directed at me? Or would he have a resentful face, as if he wanted to kill me? With an empty gaze, I slowly raised my head, following his hand.

“Gu Dohae.”

“…….”

Why are you looking at me with those eyes? You’ve never once called my name first before, so why are you looking at me now with a face full of regret? But I was too tired to understand a Kang Jaeha like that. I want to end it all now.

“I’m sorry.”

I pushed his hand away and turned around. I could feel his gaze on me from behind, but I fled the hotel lounge as if I knew nothing. This was the first, and final, decision I made one week after returning to three years ago.

We should have just remained as a passing breeze. Because that was the only way I could protect the most precious and beautiful memories I had.