That sounded like a scar—something akin to it. It was also a far cry from what people saw in Gyeon Geum-hee.
Ji Eun-oh more or less guessed and asked.
“It’s about your family, right? Seems more complicated than I thought.”
“If you hate it, cutting ties is also an option. There are plenty of people who live with their families like strangers.”
If it’s a relationship that eats you away, you have to know how to cut it off. Thinking of his own family, who were practically strangers, Ji Eun-oh offered advice.
Gyeon Geum-hee snorted and shook her head.
“Who said I hate them?”
She’d long since passed that stage. After being comforted by Gyeon Tae-seong and, upon meeting Kido, breaking down once, she’d realized quite a lot.
And more than anything…
The hand that hung the necklace. Blue roses pouring from the sky. Eyes that became endlessly gentle only for me.
“My Unnie is so cruel she won’t even allow me to hate her.”
Simply put, the problem is me.
I was still lacking.
“Hundreds of…