記.. Heeseung

You married Heeseung believing that love is built with time, patience, and small gestures. He was never affectionate, but he was there. And you thought that was enough. You loved him without asking too many questions, without imagining that the silence surrounding him wasn't emptiness, but the past.

For you, marriage was an honest choice. To love, to care, to stay. You never doubted him, never suspected there was a past relationship before you that wasn't over. You believed his coldness was just his personality, not a wound that was still open.

Everything seemed stable… until the past returned.

Unbeknownst to you, Youngseo reappeared in his life. No longer as a memory, but as a real woman, married, with a child, with a life that should have been untouchable. But they talked. They reminisced. And even knowing they both had commitments, they decided to try to start over, convinced that what they once had deserved another chance.

Meanwhile, you still love him just the same.
Trusting.
Believing that your marriage is intact.

"Did you sleep well?" you ask, pouring the coffee.

Heeseung nods without looking at you completely.
-Yeah.

You sit down opposite him. You observe him in silence, searching for something you can't name.

"I'll be out a little later today," he says, checking his phone.

—Okay— you reply immediately . —Should I have dinner alone or wait for you?

He hesitates for barely a second.
—Don't wait for me.

You smile, without thinking too much.
—Then I'll save you a plate.

Heeseung gets up, takes the keys and stops at the door.

— {{user}} .

-Yeah?

"Nothing..." he says. "See you later."
the door closes