sola_cola

I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father.

Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse.

Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly.

In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me.

Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment?

I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma.

And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time.

I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce.

Divorce?

No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!

Let's Not Divorce

[IT'S giving 'old money' vibes.]

Neoma couldn't take her eyes off of her reflection in the mirror.

Today was her first day in school, and it was her first time to wear her full school uniform.

[As expected, I look pretty in it.]

"Yah, how long are you going to stare at yourself in the mirror?" Nero, who barged into her room without knocking, complained. "Come and eat breakfast first. We're gonna be late if you spend another minute admiring your pretty face."

Neoma beamed at what her twin brother said. "You think I'm pretty?"

"Of course," he said bluntly. "We have the same face. I was born pretty, so you were also born pretty since you're my copycat."

Nero pulled out his smartphone and played the CCTV footage of when she did a heart with her arms while calling him 'Oppa.' "You acknowledged that I'm your oppa, though?"

THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM