POV: Female Lead ( Ha-neul)
Ha-neul stood frozen, watching Min-jae walk away.
Her heart screamed for him.
Her feet refused to move.
Because for the first time since they met, she realized—love alone wasn't enough.
Min-jae was breaking.
And she didn't know how to put him back together.
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The Weight of His Pain
For days, Min-jae didn't call.
Didn't text.
Didn't come to the hospital.
It felt like he had disappeared.
Ha-neul forced herself to focus on work, but every moment without him felt like an eternity.
And then, on the fifth day, her father summoned her.
Her hands trembled as she pushed open the doors to his office.
Yoo Ji-hoon sat behind his desk, his expression unreadable.
"I heard Min-jae left," he said, sipping his tea. "It's for the best."
Ha-neul's chest tightened.
"You don't get to decide that," she said coldly.
Her father smirked. "Oh, but I do. Because whether you accept it or not, he will never forgive me. And as long as I am in your life, neither will he."
Ha-neul clenched her fists.
"You're wrong," she said.
Her father leaned back. "Then prove it."
Ha-neul turned on her heel and stormed out.
Because she would prove it.
She wasn't going to let Min-jae go.
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A New Rival
The hospital hallways felt colder that night.
Ha-neul was leaving her shift when she heard a voice behind her.
"It's been a while, Ha-neul."
She froze.
She knew that voice.
Slowly, she turned—and her breath caught.
Standing there, dressed in a sharp suit, was Kang Do-hyun.
Her ex-fiancé.
The one her father had always wanted her to marry.
The one she had left behind for Min-jae.
And now, he was back.
A slow smirk tugged at Do-hyun's lips.
"You look surprised," he said, stepping closer. "Did you think I'd let you go that easily?"
Ha-neul's heart pounded.
Not because she still had feelings for him—but because she knew what he was capable of.
He wasn't just here for a casual visit.
He was here to take her back.
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The Storm Begins
As Ha-neul stood face to face with her past, she realized—this wasn't just about love anymore.
This was about fate.
Min-jae was slipping away.
Do-hyun was stepping in.
And her father was watching it all unfold, waiting for her to break.
But Ha-neul clenched her fists.
She wasn't going to break.
Not now.
Not ever.
Because she had one more fight left in her.
And she wasn't giving up on Min-jae—not yet.
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