"What are you doing here?"
"Oh, you're home—I just loaded up the laundry. I brought some home-cooked meals too."
Unnerving, how she's right here, setting the table like it's nothing. Like the locks haven't changed. So casual. So shameless. So late.
"Gaeul."
"Miso soup, your favorite." She doesn't even look up.
"Gaeul. Leave."
"I also did—"
"Give me your keys and leave."
Her kept up smile shatters before you. It made you think twice.
"Please, just one more chance. You know I can do better."
"Exactly—Gaeul, exactly that. I know you could. So why only now? When it's too late?"
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