I know you stopped wanting to read after the opening, because the buildup unrelated to romance was too long. But I still insisted on writing it this way.
Actually, you should have started reading from Chapter Seventeen, then gone back to the earlier chapters after finishing. My thoughts were such a mess that I got the order wrong, and then found out I couldn't change it.
I don't know whether you like reading this, but writing it truly hurt.
Only I know how, like the heroine, I painfully fell apart under the influence of my family, then pieced myself back together in a chaotic mess.
A world with only one person in it is a grave, where the bodies we broke for love lie buried. Then one day, at last, we meet someone who digs through the heavy earth and puts our bones back together. Only then do we long to grow flesh and blood again.
I heard that two people who cannot forgive each other in this life will never meet again in the next. I know she won't forgive me in this life, and there won't be another life for us. So can someone tell me what I have to do to make her forget me a little more slowly?
