He couldn't bring himself to speak, let alone offer her any advice. What could he possibly say that would break through the walls she'd built? She was his childhood friend, someone he'd known for as long as he could remember. Back then, she was different—innocent, playful, the kind of child who could light up a room with her laughter. But everything had changed one night when she was just six years old.
It was the night her perception of love shattered.
Jiho's parents had been the couple everyone admired. Her father was known for his unwavering devotion to her mother, a love that seemed unbreakable. Jiho had always looked up to them, believing they were the epitome of what love should be. Her mother had defied her family to be with her father, fighting for their love, and they had won—or so it seemed.