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appeared like she wanted to hang out with Yoori for a bit longer, Hae Jin knew it was best to leave Yoori alone with her thoughts.
    Yoori wasted no time and fled out of the library. She ran into the car that Kwon Ho Young gifted his younger brother, the car Tae Hyun treasured so much. Snow sprinkled all around her as she settled inside the car. A tsunami of emotions thrashed in her already disjointed mind. Yoori took a moment to press her forehead against the steering wheel. The residual snow fell off her hair and melted on the leather seat while she breathed in silence.
    The beating of her heart slowed to its normal pace. The world tilted back into place. The silence acted as her companion, and her once inundated mind was cleared of fogginess.
    Breathe in . . .
    Breathe out . . .
    Breathe in . . .
    Calmed by the world around her, Yoori’s mind ventured on to a recollection that marked itself in her heart. Her mind replayed a memory that pained her soul to relive, but lifted her heart to reminisce . . .
    “I know the right thing to do would be to let you go right now because there’s no future for us. I wish I could be less selfish and just let you go because you deserve better than me. You deserve better than this life. I wish the little soul I have within me would stop yearning for you so I could just let you walk out of my life . . . so I could just go back to being happy with the life I led. That way, things would be easier and I wouldn’t have to stand here . . . never in my life feeling weaker or feeling guiltier for all the things that I’ve done . . . ”
    He continued to caress her hair, his eyes holding hers with nothing but desperation.  
    “I’ve made mistakes in the past, Yoori,” he shared, going back to the first concern she brought up. It seemed that this issue had been plaguing him for quite some time. “Mistakes that I was raised to believe were necessary to get me the ultimate power and keep me alive in this world. Mistakes that are irreparable . . . mistakes that will probably disgust you to a degree where you won’t be able to look at me again . . . ”
    “Tae Hyun,” Yoori started, her voice trembling. She struggled to understand why he was so worried. “ What have you done?”
    “I would understand if you couldn’t look at me afterwards . . . if you hated me after you found out everything.”
    Yoori had never seen such fear embalm his eyes. It was like he was afraid of losing her.  
    “ Just tell me,” Yoori whispered, wanting to cry for him more than for herself. 
    “But please know that I’ve fallen for you,” he pleaded, still so apprehensive with telling her everything. It broke Yoori’s heart to see him so afraid. “I wish I didn’t care for you this much . . . that I need you this much, but you have everything of mine. My heart and what’s left of my soul. Everything is yours, all yours, and only yours.”
    Before a llowing the pain of that night to trickle back inside her, Yoori started the car. The engine roared to life. She had to go home. She couldn’t allow herself to think about Tae Hyun any longer. As soon as her walls went down, they all came flying back up again.
    It didn’t matter how much her heart softened after seeing Tae Hyun’s sister. It didn’t matter how much her heart lifted after recalling that life-changing night. None of that mattered to her but getting home safely, showering, and forgetting about Tae Hyun. She didn’t want to think about him anymore; she didn’t want her trembling heart to miss him anymore.
    She was done.
    Dear God, she just wanted to be done with him.
     
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    Kwon Tae Hyun was silent, morose while he sat in his Jaguar, his eyes set on the view ahead. The world around him was peaceful. There was no one else on the street. The only thing that kept him company was the beautiful snow dancing serenely around him. Albeit the city nightlife was breathtaking, it offered no consolation to the storms reveling in his