From this chapter onwards, we will see how our post-divorce pair copes with what happened two years ago. Let's pick up where we left off, shall we?

"Where did we go wrong, Lee Kwang Soo?"

That is the ultimate question isn't it? Where did he go wrong? Sometimes he wonders when it all began to end, if there is a single moment in the timeline of disaster he could point at. He always finds himself going back to that night in winter, the last day of their marriage. Kwang Soo remembers it so clearly, so vividly. He remembers the last time he saw her. That night he didn’t know what it was, but there was a pit in his stomach, a pain in his chest, and somehow he knew this was the last time he’ll see her. So, as Ji Hyo was rushing to leave, all he wanted was to kiss her one last time. So that he could memorize what it felt like. He wanted to taste love one last time. But she didn’t kiss him. They were in such a rush to leave each other. And he wished it was the one last thing she could have done for him.

But here they are…

As the weeks passed after he left, the crippling pain began to fade and the inevitable acceptance finally arrived in a neatly wrapped, emotional package. Containing a sprinkling of anger and a generous spoonful of steely resolve. It was like Ji Hyo’s eyes were finally open and she could see the relationship for what it was. She had forgotten about the rainy nights she had spent cradled in Kwang Soo’s arms, the I love you’s shared in the warmth of their home and the soft kisses they shared in moments in between. To Song Ji Hyo, all she wanted to remember was that night before she went to bed; she went first to Kwang Soo’s side of the closet which he still has not emptied. There were his shirts on their hangers, his sweaters on their shelves and his colourful shoes lined up beneath. It was like he left everything he owned but took a piece of Ji Hyo with him.

Where had they gone wrong? That, they do not know.

“N-Noona…” He finally answers. “I’m not so sure…” He did not dare look at Ji Hyo. Without seeing her face, he knew she was frustrated, he knew how her eyebrows bunched up in her forehead and how her ears turn red by the sound of her voice alone. Instead, he looks at the ground, catching the familiar scar on her ankle. He still remembers that one Monday when she got the scar. A female guest went a bit too rough on Ji Hyo and as a consolation, Kwang Soo lectures her about using her strength against them next time. He could almost picture her nose scrunched up in laughter at his reckless advice.

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