The Years Are Late in the Cage

I met him when I was ten years old. In the past, I thought that it was my destiny to marry Min Hong. He was gentle and kind to others. It seemed that I had followed this destiny. There was nothing wrong with everyone being happy. But since that snowy night, when the boy carrying the pebbles entered the house, everything has changed. He was the warmest and most luxurious existence in my barren time. I have never missed someone so much. I am so eager to carve my mark and leave my breath in every inch of his life. I am eager to touch his eyebrows, eager for him to get closer to me little by little, eager for his breathing, his heartbeat, and everything about him. I can't wait to share everything I have with him and tell him that my eyes and heart are full of him. He has become my most precious secret, and every day spent with him is as beautiful as a dream. But a dream is a dream after all. It wasn't until I woke up from the dream that I suddenly remembered that my fate that had already been arranged did not allow me to retreat at all.