“Ahh, so I was the one who picked you up.”
Ji-woo didn’t respond.
“Whispered sweet nothings in your ear and lured you into my bed, right? What a shameless bastard I was.” He smiled, clearly relishing this version of a past he couldn’t remember.
Her composure was fraying. If she didn’t think of something fast, she would be trapped. A wave of distress washed over her, so potent she wanted to bolt from the room. He had her lying beside him as if
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