The world outside was dark. For some people, though, the sky turned gloomy long before the sun had set.
Ji-woo watched the man beside her, his body trembling with sobs that could only belong to a nightmare. By day, Seo Tae-joon was aggressive, wily, and intense. But each night, he became as vulnerable as a lost child.
“Go,” Seo Tae-joon whispered, his breath catching in a ragged gasp.
Ji-woo remained silent, staying by his side.
“I’ll come…”
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