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Both was waiting for the other to come back, both was selflessly selfish, both had questions and answers, both was a fool, foolishly in love.

Yongsun finally ended it. The years they shared together in each other's embrace. And the years they wasted pretending they were still okay. Yongsun ended it. Her long time waiting for Wheein to come back to her fully and wholeheartedly without sharing her to another person. Yongsun ended it. Her own words saying she will take everything fate throws her way. Yongsun ended it. Her slowly breaking heart, now finally torn into pieces without anything holding it together. Yongsun ended it. But it did not mean she can just end her love with Wheein. So for the last time, she asked her. She asked Wheein to at least hug her like they used to. And Wheein did. Wheein put her all in that one last embrace. She hugged Yongsun like the first time Yongsun said yes to her. She hugged Yongsun like the very first night they both surrendered to each other. She hugged Yongsun like the night she accepted her to be fully hers. She hugged Yongsun like the night she brought her to their bedroom on their wedding day.

So Yongsun, Yongsun pretended that Wheein was still hers in those amount of time that Wheein was giving her a small part of her. The last time Wheein was even giving her a part of her. Yongsun pretended. She was the one who finally ended things but she was the one who was still dreaming and wishing that things did not go downhill between them. That Wheein did not fall out of love of her. That someday, Wheein will still come back home to her.

Yongsun asked herself where did she gone wrong? When did everything gone wrong? Why did it gone wrong? Yongsun asked herself when Wheein finally let go of their embrace and walked out the door. Their door. The very same door that Wheein first opened before carrying her up to their bedroom. Yongsun still remembered that day. Very clearly. And that was why it hurts her deeply. And so the tears she had been holding back, ran down her face and to the carpet they bought together. Everything reminded her of the past and that was what hurts the most. Everything being and staying in the past.

But Yongsun did not leave. Yongsun stayed. Still. Each night passed. Each day, the sun rose up. Yongsun stayed. She told herself that she was the one who ended things. But that was because she did not force the thing that was not yet for her. Yongsun believed so. Yongsun thought that letting go was the ri