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Many people came to your dad’s funeral. You stood limply at the side, automatically bowing when someone expressed their grief.

L. Joe came to the funeral but didn’t go inside. He watched your thin, gaunt face and his heart hurt. *It’s all my fault. If only I had come sooner.* L. Joe closed his eyes in shame and guilt *I’m sorry, abunim.*

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Since your dad still had been married to your stepmom when he died, you were stuck in her care until you graduated high school. On top of that, your dad had left you a small inheritance in your name.

The 4 of you were sitting at the kitchen table.  

You were numbly blinking into space. You were so exhausted.

“Now how do we live?” Nayoung groaned. “We don’t have a source of income anymore.”

“~~~~~ still works.” Your stepmom smirked.

“Oh yeah!” Kayoung brightened, “And we still have the money ahjusshi left her-“

SLAP. She stared at you in shock. Even your stepmom was speechless.

You clenched your hand into an angry fist, “My father didn’t leave that money so you could go shopping. Did you forget why this happened in the first place?! He borrowed money from the loan sharks so that you 3 could live comfortably! YOU SELFISH BRATS!” You screamed.

“That’s enough!” Your stepmom yelled.

“NO! I’VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU!” You tearfully glared at her, “My