His hands were still on my body, embracing me warmly. His fingers squeezed my shoulder, producing a comfortable feeling that made me feel safe. While my hands were currently clenched tightly in front of my body, I was about to get rid of his hands but I couldn't do that. I felt comfortable in this man's arms even for a moment. My hand even refused to be ordered by its master.

Now and then, the sound of sobs that I was hiding heard softly on my trembling lips, then I tried to hold it in my dry throat. Biting my lip, I hoped that this time my voice wasn't heard.

After hearing his answer, I couldn't say anything, other than to keep crying even though I didn't want to.

I couldn't describe how I felt right now. What do I feel? Why am I crying like this? Everything was mixed up in my chest.

All the feelings were as if became one which I couldn't tell the difference. I loved both of them, but the affection was different for them. I loved Donghwa as my lover, and I loved Daehyun as he was my friend long ago. It couldn't be changed unless God did it.

Two feelings for two different men had blinded me from my own feelings.

A few minutes later, we arrived right under my apartment. I immediately came out while wiping my tears using the sleeve of the coat I was wearing.

For a moment, I looked into Daehyun's eyes that were radiating a genuine concern, then left without saying anything.

Before I opened the door, I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

I opened the door slowly, took a little peek to confirm Donghwa's presence in the room. Feeling sure that he wasn't here, I immediately went in and took off the scarf I was wearing.

I didn't mean to hide and sneak around like a thief. It was just that I didn't want him to see my eyes reddened by the tear marks earlier.

However, a few minutes while I was inside, he also came over with the same facial expression as before — a face that was full of anger at every corner.

He returned to be a stranger!

I turned around briefly and was about to go into the bedroom to change my clothes. But immediately he grabbed my wrist so roughly that I hit his broad chest hard.

I lifted my face, looked at him who was gritting his teeth in front of me with anger in his eyes. I said weakly, "Donghwa, it-it hurts ... let it go, please."

His cold face was getting creepy. The glint in his eyes also showed his increasingly burning anger. "Do you think it's funny?! I thought that you didn't have anything to do with that Kim?!"

I could only sigh hard when I heard the same misunderstanding of him. I was about to step away, not willing to explain the same thing and ignore him, yet he immediately pulled my arm back more roughly than before.

I, who was getting more and more furious, said firmly, "Stop being suspicious of me! I'm sick of—"

A humming sound was heard before I finished my words!

The slap seemed to stick to my face, leaving a wide scar on my feelings. It made me fall on the floor to almost kiss it.

I only raised my voice a little, but he went this far. Then, what about him? When he got angry would always be rude to me every time ... he didn't even think about it or even never at all.

By holding back my tears, I glared at his dark, angry face and sat down carefully on the sofa to calm myself down.

"If you reason that he just drove you home, then fine ... no problem. I can accept it. But, do you have a good reason why are you two holding hands like that, huh?! You don't have any reason? Good ... good ... hahaha very good! Fuck off! You damn old slut! I just want to pick you up, but what I saw there was really amazing!" His tone was still at a high intonation with incredible rudeness.

Many questions suddenly appeared in my head. How could he know? Where did he see me? In the hospital? Did he go to the hospital? However, all the questions were distracted by his harsh words, which seemed heartless. It hit my heart that already wounded.

At this time, He wasn't only slapping my physique, but also my heart that was feeling intense pain.

"Donghwa, w-why did you say that to me? T-that ... t-that ...." I couldn't continue what I wanted to say. The pain made my tears stop my lips from talking.

After calming down, I looked at him with disbelief and sorrow, then spoke in a trembling voice, "Donghwa ... I-I told you ... don't make me regret it — never."

It was just useless words. now, he made me regret everything that I had done. He never listened to me and had not completely changed at all!

I stood up immediately, then took my scarf back and walked towards the door.

I never chose to leave him, but he asked me. And now, it was the right time to leave!

"So now you want to go to his side, huh?! Do you think I'm going to chase you?! You take one more step, so don't ever expect that I will chase you! Don't expect me to open the door for you when you come back!"

I immediately stopped, then turned around and shouted, "You think that I will come back for you again?!" There was a smile of hostility at the end of my words.

He thought after I left, I would come back to him again? This was the right time to prove that I could rebel against the rules.

He never truly understood the situation and thought that it was bluff!

"You think that I will come back and beg for your forgiveness?! Never! This is the last time for me." Taking a deep breath, I continued in a cold tone, "From now on, we break up. May you be happy with someone else."

It was truly the most painful thing, which had only happened in our relationship all these years. It felt like thousands of needles were being threatened at once in the same place, in my heart, perpetually without mercy.

"You! Stop your stupid words! If you dare to step your foot out, just remember that I won never chase you or even want to open the door for you when you regret it! I mean it!"

Did he threaten me? Does he think that I'm just bluffing him? It's a joke that won't make me laugh!

"No need! You know what ... I wanted to be with you any longer, but you seemed to force me to leave ... it's enough, Brother Lee ... it's enough." I couldn't hold the pain in my heart and made my voice choked in the throat. "I've ever said that one day, you have to give me a choice and now, you already gave me. I appreciate it. Thank you for the answer."

He burst out laughing before saying, "Okay then, please go. Go away! I know that you don't love me anymore. Go to your Kim side. He can guarantee your life, better than me! Get the fuck out of my house right now!"

I smirked. "Sure. With my pleasure."

Finishing my words, his face that was red slowly turned pale, and anxiety gradually appeared in his sharp eyes, then turned soft.

He just kept staring at me with his mouth slightly open. His face showed a complicated expression, which couldn't be explained.

However, now I wasn't someone who would care about something like that anymore.

I gave him too many chances but he didn't take advantage to fix everything. I pretended to be strong all this time, but he still couldn't find the truth of my feelings. Why did I change? Why do I rarely spoil him? Why am I being indifferent towards him?

However, when I felt that he had changed, it didn't last long. He turned to possessiveness and excessive stubbornness, which he himself was unable to control at once.

It's enough. This is my last choice.

If I didn't do this now, then there was no such thing as another time for me.

I immediately left without looking at him at all, leaving all the good things where we built in that place, and bringing the pains.

He said certainty that he wouldn't come after me, and I was sure that he wouldn't stop me this time. It made me believe that he had been a different person all this time. But, apart from the sadness and pain in my heart, I was grateful that he would never chase someone like me, who just kept crying and looked weak in front of him.

It would be better if he was with the young man at that time, who was also his current lover. With me, this relationship would still end in a breakup and he would only feel hurt if I had to die in his arms.