POV: Ahn Jae-hyun (ML)
Pain throbbed through my arm, but it was nothing compared to the relief in my chest.
She was safe.
Kang Ji-ah was finally free from her mother's grip.
But as I watched the police drag her mother away, I knew… this wasn't the end.
Something in that woman's smirk told me she wasn't finished with us.
Not yet.
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The Weight of Freedom
Ji-ah stood frozen, her breath shaky.
Her fingers curled into fists at her sides.
She had won.
But why did it feel like she had lost something, too?
I reached for her, ignoring the pain shooting through my arm.
She flinched at first.
Then, she turned to me—her eyes filled with unshed tears.
"I thought I lost you," she whispered.
I exhaled, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"I told you," I murmured. "I'd die for you."
She bit her lip.
And then—she threw herself into my arms.
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A Battle Scarred But Not Broken
Seo-ah stood at a distance, watching everything unfold.
She looked torn.
Her loyalty had always been to my cousin—her husband.
But Ji-ah was her twin.
Her blood.
And in the end, she had made her choice.
When our eyes met, she nodded once.
A silent truce.
Maybe, just maybe, this war between them was finally over.
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A Bullet Between Love and Sacrifice
The paramedics arrived.
"Sir, your arm—" one of them started.
"I'm fine," I said, brushing them off.
Ji-ah shot me a glare.
"You're not fine," she snapped.
I smirked. "I will be once you stop worrying."
Her lips pressed into a thin line.
But even in her frustration, she was beautiful.
The woman I had fought for.
The woman I would fight for again and again.
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The Unfinished Story
As we left the battlefield behind, I couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't over.
Ji-ah's mother was in custody, but she had been too calm.
Too prepared.
And then there was the truth about my past…
The identity I had taken.
The family I had betrayed.
The DNA test that would change everything.
Ji-ah squeezed my hand.
"Whatever happens next," she said softly, "we'll face it together."
I looked at her.
At the woman who had stood by my side despite everything.
And for the first time in years, I truly believed her.
No matter what came next—we would survive.
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