Anything starts with promise(s), I'd discard them all. I'd rather be the first one to break it. That way, at least, I wouldn't be sought as a miserable person. It was how I perceive 'betray' a year ago—while learning, living, and breathing through the facts that in all eighteen years—my parents were diligently hiding their marriages from me.
But after the accident happened, a new insight clicked. Then, right at this moment where I was watching at Eunjung half-awake pale face, something finally snap in me.
“The world where you and I live together, isn’t it nicer?”
Words that were innocently uttered between us was the very first sign of betray. Promise is to be made with another person. But when one of the people involves is doubtful—that is betray, too.
Cha Eunjung asked me: was I not curious about her? With those unblinked eyes, she spelled out her name. Cha. Eun. Jung. Was it to convince me? Then why would she declare for a guessing game? I was frightened to be honest. My heart constrict. And it already feel like tragedy all over again—to live under the same sky—same world—with her. Nothing in the two worlds can be compared with this: wearing Cha Eunjung's face—is a monster.
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