The young woman's hands trembled as she read the letter, her fingers brushing over her brother's familiar handwriting.
She couldn't hold back the tears that spilled down her cheeks, each word feeling like a stab to her heart.
"Brother…" she whispered, clutching the letter to her chest. The hope in her eyes faded, replaced by grief and resignation.
She looked back up at the dark figure—Gu Jin—who stood silently, a shadow of empathy flickering across her otherwise stoic face.
After a long silence, Gu Jin finally spoke, her voice soft yet steady.
"Your brother fought bravely. He wanted you to have a future, one that he couldn't stay to see. Use what he left behind to make his sacrifice worthwhile."
The young woman blinked at her through her tears, trying to process the words. She bit her lip, determined not to appear weak.
"Why… why did he die? Who… who did this to him?"