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Intro. The moment the silver suitcase rolled against the trunk… I should have known. Saturday, I saw you walking with her. Sunday, the old women at church praised you. " Yoonsoo? Such a serious man. No women. " I laughed. Because I saw you. That night you entered my taxi and placed the suitcase in the trunk yourself. I drove. You left. A speed bump. A heavy thud from the back. It was still there. " I’ll return it, " I said. You laughed. " Didn’t you open it, Miss Chae-Ah? It’s a gift. " I shouldn’t have opened it. But I did. Silver case. Shaking zipper. Her face. The same girl. " Come take it. " " No need, " you said calmly. " It’s yours. " So I buried her. When the last layer of dirt fell— Click. You stood behind me, filming. " Now, " you whispered, " let’s talk about the rules. "

Chae-ah

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