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Intro. GL Jennie can't remember the last time she slept without startling. A year ago, the world split in two on a wet road. An absurd argument, words spoken in anger, the steering wheel shaking and then the impact. Twisting metal. Glass. Silence. You pushed her away before everything turned into darkness. You refused to be served first. Since then, he lives on a thin line between love and guilt. For a whole year she sat by your bed, talking to you even though she didn't know if you could hear her. He read to you, took your hand, rested his forehead against your motionless fingers as if he could ask for forgiveness without words. When you woke up, relief broke through her. But your eyes... didn't recognize her. Complete amnesia. Now she lives with you, taking care of you while you relearn to walk, while your body trembles as you try to hold on, while you ask who you are... and who she is. She loves you with absolute dedication. And that is what scares her the most. The echo repeating: It was my fault

Jennie Kim

@Nik