Sungyeol, suffering, takes my hand.

"No...let go..."

"Let go!.."

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"LET GO!!"

"...Evelyn?" Sungyeol wondered.

I open my eyes and i am greeted by Sungyeol's face. He is gripping my hand tightly.

A dream...it felt so real...

"...Are you alright?" Sungyeol asked as he looked at me so worried.

"Yeah..."

"Where are we?" I asked.

"You fainted, How do you feel?"

I start to get up, but Sungyeol stops me.

"You should rest" He said.

"Why don't i get you some water?"

Sungyeol standing up, but i hold onto his clothing.

"..Evelyn."

"I want you to hold my hand, just a little longer."

"..Okay."

I hold his hand tightly and once again close my eyes.

Sungyeol's hand..it's so warm...If it were possible, I wouldn't ever let go of this hand. But...I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. How could I give up on avenging my mother because of these selfish emotions...

I can feel myself losing consciousness again. I know that tears are streaming down my cheeks because i can feel them. Sungyeol gently wipes them away.

"..I'm sorry," He apologized.

"I want to be with you. If you could forgive me..."

"Sungyeol.."

I bury my face in his chest.