The knot in Ji-woo’s stomach pulled tighter, her mind a dizzying blank. She might have thought she was drifting untethered through space if Seo Tae-joon hadn’t leaned down, his face suddenly inches from hers. She lifted a trembling hand to caress his cheek.
“It’s really you, Seo Tae-joon, isn’t it?” she whispered. He nuzzled into her palm, and a wave of relief washed over her. “You really came back.”
Seo Tae-joon knew she was talking more to
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