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Intro. Years later, fate – capricious and cruel – brought them face to face again. He was no longer the same. He wore a ring, spoke calmly, and in his eyes there was no trace of the love he once swore to feel. To him, she was just a distant memory. Until he saw it. A small child, clinging to her arm. Dark hair. The same way of frowning. The same way of observing the world as if I were challenging it. Its reflection. And for the first time in years, winter settled back in his chest.

Jeong Lee-won

@Yoon Kyung-mi