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      by Emerlyn I didn't think he’d make me wear the shirt for no reason. Though this was all just playing with dolls, he surely hadn't gone so far as to actually dress me up. Especially not in buttoned clothes rather than just a T-shirt. "Ah..." Lee Yuna sighed deeply and hung her head. She covered her face with both hands and breathed heavily for a while. Previously I might have thought she was crying, but now I knew she wasn't that type of person. "...How boring." As expected, her voice came out…
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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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      by Emerlyn "...Hmm." Whether we know each other or not, his face was definitely familiar, but I couldn’t recall who he was. It seemed smarter to let him clarify things himself. As I mulled it over, the middle-aged man stepped forward. "Oh my, Director Joo, know him? Not at all.” The man laughed heartily, waving both hands dismissively. His overly genial expression only deepened the unsettling familiarity creeping over me. "’Know each other' is hardly appropriate. He’s just one of those… items…
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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 For a while, the mansion was bustling with party preparations. Although Joo Do-hwa didn't do anything special, the number of busy employees running around had increased significantly. The mansion had more people than usual. It was a busier atmosphere than normal. Even though these changes didn't directly concern me, I couldn't help but be wary of the suddenly increased number of unfamiliar faces. Because of this, I tried not to leave my room during daylight hours. I wasn't one to wander around much…
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      by Emerlyn "Ah, this one..." The boss's face showed clear distress, as if he wished he could hide me away at that very moment. I understood. After losing his temper and beating me, the aftermath must have left him in an awkward position. With the comment about sloppy item management, presenting me as an item had become awkward. He had been planning to sell me all along, but now he had single-handedly ruined everything. "This one is... not for sale." The boss had no choice but to hastily backtrack. Even…
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      by Emerlyn "..." I knew what he must be thinking. Due to habits ingrained in my body, I would instinctively shrink my shoulders whenever he touched me. It was a defense mechanism born from tension over what was to come. However, unfortunately, that wasn't the only reason this time. When his hand touched me right then, my stomach trembled. Ah, damn...why am I acting like this? Even though it was just the lightest brush, the part he touched felt hot. The reaction, which was subtly different from a fever,…
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      by Emerlyn The gate with bars like iron bars was so huge that it couldn't be opened by human hands. With a creak and a majestic sound, as the entrance opened, an imposingly large garden unfolded. Along the path leading inside, rows of statues were decorating the way, and following that path, a lavish fountain emerged in the middle of the garden. If my memory serves me correctly, there was also a swimming pool big enough to host a party in the backyard. With sun loungers, tables, and a pool bar, that place was…
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