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“Yunho...”

“How did you get in my house?”

“The extra keys...don’t you remember?”

I’ve come to accept that Chae Won was no longer a fragment of my imagination, but a real human being. She was breathing, blinking, speaking in the same room as I. Her eyes were no longer closed, but opened. In front of her brown eyes, was the man who cheated on her. The man who deceived her. A man nobody but Jung Yunho.

 “I heard you were in Japan from Changmin...”

“...”

“I just got back from Jejudo...so...I decided to go to your house and clean things a bit...but...then I found...something...in the mail...”

 “I...” I croaked. 

In her hands was the picture of Jaejoong and I; the most scandalous image. Jaejoong’s lips were lapped on mine, his waist encircled by my arms, and my hands cupping his head.

Tears flooded her eyes, threatening to escape. Lines dug deep into her skin, exhibiting her fury. From the redness of her face, I could tell her anger was at its peak.

Words refused to escape, my thoughts trapped within her wrath.

“You...you did these things...while...I...was...in that coma? You...you...”

“Chae-Won...I’m...”

“Don’t touch me!” she yelled, swatting my hand away. She directed her spiteful gaze to the ground, causing tears to drop.

“I’m sorry...” I croaked.

“Why...why...”

“I...”

“I knew...this would happen one day...Jung Yunho...I feared of it happening...but...it actually happened...my nightmares...they finally came true...”

“I...I...”

“Stop stammering...I know you’re sorry...I know how guilty you are...how would I know? Because I’m a psychologist...I know how the human brain works...I know what goes behind people’s minds....”

“...”

“But even if you’re sorry....” she said, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. “The thought of him still arouses you...right?”

Her eyes pierced through me, hitting every nerve of my body.

“Why...did you deceive me Jung Yunho?...If you’ve never loved me...if you thought about that man...why did you say you love me? Why did you hug me? Why...why did you kiss me? Why did you promise marriage? If...” she paused, crumpling the photograph. “If you didn’t love me...then why did you stay with me?”

“I...do love you!" 

"Shut up!" she screamed. 

"Chae-Won...I'm....I'm really sorry..." 

“You’re a really good actor,” she scoffed, heaving a sigh.

“...”

“Do you know how hard I want to hit you right now?” she seethed. “But...I can’t...even I want to...I can’t bear the sight of you getting hurt...because I...I actually have feelings for you!”

“...”

 “You...could’ve said...we were just friends...you could’ve...refrained yourself from sleeping with me...but...you deceived me...you deceived me Yunho-yah!”

 “I’m sorry Chae Won...”

“ you Yunho,” she spat. “ you.”

Those words never dared to come out of her lips.

She was a woman full of poise, dignity, and intelligence. She didn’t rely on profanity, nor violence. She was a woman who held her sorrows and held her head high.

Have I polluted her with my own sins? Did she reach her breaking point?

“Ever since that night...when you said you loved me...I believed you...even though I knew...about that...” she paused, seeming hesitant to mention that man. “Even though...I was very well aware of the fact that you loved another man...I let you play me...because...”

“...”

“Love makes you crazy,” she spat. “That’s why you ended up in that hospital, right? Because of that man!”

“Chae Won!” I yelled, triggered by her words.

“What’s the point of yelling? What’s the point of denying?”

“You...don’t know the truth...”

“I know...I never will. I will never know why your heart beats for a man...” she spat.

“...”

“If you’re here to apologize...I’m not going to take any of your bull.”

“...”

“Words will never compensate for the things you’ve done to me...while you were enjoying yourself with...that man...I was in that bed...all cold and alone...and to add to the pain...”

The look in her face deepened to a scowl.

“You killed my baby...”

“No!” I shrieked. “Don’t...ever...say that...”

“The product of our ‘supposed’ love...you destroyed it all...” she hissed. “Because of that song, right?”

My heart swelled as the song ringed within my head, haunting me.

“Do you know how I know?" she asked. 

I shook my head. 

“Kim Jaejoong.”

Air itself out of my lungs as his name came out of her lips.

"How...do you know..." 

“He was my patient," she disclosed. 

I stepped back, unable to take in her words.

“No...” I said, shaking my head. “No...there’s...no...way...”

“At the date of the accident...he had an appointment with me.”

“...”

“I remember that gaze of yours...when you saw him walking on that sidewalk.”

“...”

Approaching the roads, a young man blocks the view of the car as he trots onto the sidewalk without a care in the world. Dark, oversized sunglasses hung over his face, accentuating his oblong-shaped jaw. To my observance, he somewhat shared similarities with someone I knew. The clarity of his silhouette slowly diminishes as he neared the end of the sidewalk. 

To my surprise, his phone fell out of his pocket, crashing onto the concrete. I paused within my spot, intrigued by the man's actions. 

"Yunho-yah, what's wrong?" Chae Won asked from behind.

(A/N: If you’re an old/early reader of this fic, this sentence wasn’t added into chap 1 until Oct when I edited it)  

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