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      by Emerlyn Everyone needed to know now that this play was fake. Joo Do-hwa, and even me who foolishly returned to this island. Everything was just a stupid illusion, so there was no point in holding on. "I'll go ahead." Leaving behind the dazed Lee Yuna, I walked back the way I came. Following this path to the beach, I should find the messily docked boat. Whether I could board it again, well, that I wasn’t so sure about. Limping, stumbling, my body tilted to the right with each step. My knees kept…
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      by Emerlyn It was such a serious question that I wondered what she already knew before asking. If that person was already dead. Though it was an assumption I didn't want to make, I already knew the answer to the question. "There's nothing we can do." "..." "Then we have to stop looking." What else could be done? As Lee Yuna once said, dead people don't come back. Since I wasn't Joo Do-hwa, I couldn't engage in such meaningless acts as searching for someone who had already departed. "...Really?" Lee…
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      by Emerlyn "..." I couldn't manage any response. Despite her cold tone, her soft voice brought on a wave of déjà vu. As I wondered where I'd heard this voice before, she spoke again. "How did you..." But she didn't finish her sharp line of questioning. As if sensing something odd, she cut herself off mid-sentence. After a moment of silence, a familiar name fell from her lips. "...Bada?" "..." I slowly turned my head. I felt the gun barrel flinch away from the back of my head. My upward glance met…
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      by Emerlyn Unlike in person, the man in the photo had dark eyes, perhaps wearing contacts. Seokyung blinked slowly, trying to maintain composure. Then, with a casual face, she drew out her response. "No...haven't seen him. Who is he?" Though she didn't know why they were looking for him, she couldn't just turn him in. The boy was clearly on the run, and if caught, he'd likely meet an unfortunate fate. "He's someone we're looking for. Are you certain you haven't seen him?" "No, it’s my first time seeing…
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      by Emerlyn I hadn't expected to find it so easily. The possibility of getting lost couldn't be ignored, and in the worst-case scenario, I thought I might drift at sea after running out of fuel. Having set out prepared for all of that, I was ready to humbly accept whatever outcome awaited for me next. But I found the island faster and more easily than expected. The moment I spotted the new landmass in the distance, I felt an indescribable emotion overcome me. It was so overwhelming that I wondered if I was seeing a…
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      by Emerlyn The sound of crashing waves felt unusually calm. The sky was crystal clear without a single cloud, and even the wind that usually howled year-round was peaceful for now. Perfect weather for sailing and the timing couldn't have been better. Seo-kyung stood on a rock, gazing absently at the horizon. A small boat crossed the vast, pristine sea. The fishing boat, barely big enough for two people, had now shrunk to where it was barely visible. "Such stubbornness..." Seo-kyung muttered softly, brushing…
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      by Emerlyn I wondered why she asked about my age. I answered thinking it was just one of those common personal questions people ask. "Then after that..." I slowly began, steadying my trembling voice. Before the elderly woman could ask me anything, before she could pose any difficult questions, I tried to redirect her attention onto something else. "Did they live here? Yoon Ji-soo and...that child?" It wasn't a forced question. Since Yoon Ji-soo wasn't here now, she must have left the elderly woman's side…
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      by Emerlyn Slowly, I reached out and lightly traced Yoon Ji-soo's photo. It was an unconscious gesture, but the elderly woman asked with a gentle smile on her face. "Would you like to have that photo?" "...Ah, no." I quickly withdrew my hand. In the photo, Yoon Ji-soo was still smiling so brightly that it dazzled my eyes. While maintaining eye contact with the image, I whispered softly. "It's okay." I'd left many things behind while fleeing the city. My useful bag, my clothes, even water purification…
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