Chapter 69

“I remember…” I murmur it softly. I do not intend to admit that here and now, but I don’t want him to keep explaining the things I already have ingrained in my soul and making this worse. It’s too deep a wound to probe. His version is only conjuring up painful visions in my mind’s eye.

“What? You … what do you remember?” Jyeon pauses, his voice cracking slightly, his face draining of color, and his skin even pales on his hands. Seemingly shocked and nervous about how my knowledge will change how I see him.

“I remember her apartment and seeing you there. I remember crying and … I don’t know. I told you. Fragments and feelings and … stuff.” My courage dies, shaking my head, tone strained and low, and it’s easier to act confused, shrugging it off and pretending it’s another fleeting glimpse. Saying it out loud will make me cry, and I don’t want to in front of them when she shows up. He can’t know that this is still as raw as back then, and it kills me because my heart never