Seo Tae-joon gritted his teeth. “But I feel wronged,” he continued, his voice raspy and dry. “It’s like I’m trying to start over, but my past—a past you know and I don’t—has already caught up with me. It’s ruined any chance I had to be something else. How can you expect me to just accept that?”
“So, I’m sorry,” he said, the words holding no apology at all. “I’m done being considerate. I’m going to see this through to the end.”
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