She had liked him, then loved him, then hated him sometimes.

The times she had spent with Kim Jong Kook passed by, all but in one second. The time they were lost in the jungle, held on only by love, the time he had flown to England and she missed him so much she wanted to fly there immediately, the time he first called her "Jagiya" instead of "Ji Hyo".

Their history flashed through her mind. A tear escaped her eye, she could hear Jong Kook bawling, feel him squeezing her hands hard. She could leave peacefully with no regrets.

(11/8/14)