I looked at her, her smiling face, how many years had past ? Seven to be exact. This is what life set for her and she accepted it. I may not be there anymore but I know she's going great.

He maybe my killer. But he's her lover. The father of their two- almost three children. Without a doubt I'm happy, but I can't help but wonder what would've happened if I hadn't died. If I ran off with her, would we have this life?

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"Omma! Here he is! Uncle Jaebeom!" DaeJung smiled, finding the grave.

"Help KyuJong." She told Kikwang, KyuJong was still young, four, and was a little clumsy.

"Of course. But be careful yourself." Kikwang glanced at her huge stomach, she was pregnant with a boy.

They were going to name him Jaebeom. 

"Jae-Oppa, we're here and we just wanted to say hi." Hee-Jin smiled and bowed.  Placing a bouquet of flowers down as well.

      Sure the two may have their differences but in the end they love one another. And they have and will until who knows when.

The End