Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with unspoken words, a heavy silence pregnant with the ghost of four years. My heart, a fractured thing, ached with every breath. I see you, across this crowded room, and the weight of my choices settles like a shroud. I never wanted this. Never wanted to be the architect of your pain, or mine. But some dreams… some destinies… they demand everything. Even us.

Jennie Kim

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