The night had no moon or maybe his vision was clouded by emotion. Tae Kwang couldn’t make out their faces either. A bridge that held so many pleasant memories with her would now symbolize the most painful goodbye. She simply accepted him with all his truthful lies.Īnd now he watched her stand on the bridge, holding Yi Ahn’s hand. There was no one in his life who had bothered to look at him until Eun Bi saw him that day at the infirmary. His father preferred his prestige and his position. His mother preferred her career and her conquests. This strange girl gave his heart a purpose for beating, but her heart had been taken by someone else. Why? At first it had been a mystery, until his heart made it obvious. A girl who had been happy that he didn’t know her and that he didn’t know him because that meant he could be a fresh start. As much as he wanted to help her erase the traces of Eun Bi, as much as she could imitate Eun Byul, to Tae Kwang she was still just Eun Bi. In her mind she was simply Eun Bi - someone warm, broken, who clung to the chance life had given her to start again. Though his voice called her Eun Buyl, she wasn’t that girl.
Tae Kwang wanted to believe that there could be someone - even if just one person - who could understand what it was like to live with a bleeding heart. Her eyes had that shadow of torment he saw reflected in the mirror each day. He hadn’t known her story, but he sensed it. In Eun Bi, however, he had found a kindred spirit. He had received countless wounds that should have left him dead long ago. Those painful words, uttered with a voice full of remorse, had sliced through his heart. The moment Eun Bi told him that there was someone she wanted to tell her secret to Tae Kwang knew he wasn’t the one.
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