My drunk boyfriend just called out another woman's name.
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The dawn air seeped through the cracks in the window, chilling the room. The numbers 5:30 AM glowed faintly on the phone screen. It was a night when sleep simply wouldn't come.
I stared blankly at his shirt in my hands. A faint, smeared lipstick stain was on the collar. At first, I wanted to believe it was a mistake. But after the first time, the second time... and countless moments that followed, that belief had already been shattered into pieces.
His phone was always turned off, and whenever we walked together on the street, his gaze would wander, stealing glances at other women's legs. Every time I saw the couple ring missing from his finger, he would pour out all sorts of excuses, and my heart would grow cold.
"She's just a friend." That was what he always said.
But behind those words, the names and laughter of strange women never ceased.
I even pushed my friends away just to believe him. "He's not a bad person." Even while ignoring the voices of friends who tried to stop me countless times, I believed that I loved him, and he loved me.
But that love gradually became a process of emptying myself out.
Late one dawn, the phone suddenly rang. His voice, sounding drunk, broke the silence of the early morning.
"Hey... where are you...?"
A moment later, the name that spilled from his lips was not mine, but another woman's. Something deep inside my chest quietly went cold. It wasn't anger, or sadness, or tears... it was just a feeling that every emotion had been cruelly erased.
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“…Hey… where are you…”
His voice, soaked in alcohol, filtered through the silence of the dawn. And in the next moment, a name spilled casually from his lips. It wasn't my name.
The moment that short syllable brushed my ear, time seemed to stand still in the silence.
The phone in my hand trembled slightly. No, perhaps it was my hand that was trembling. My heart was definitely beating, yet the inside of my chest was strangely calm. As if a scene I had expected for a long time had finally become reality.
Things flashed through my mind. The faint lipstick stain on his collar, the phone that had been turned off dozens of times, the couple ring he so casually took off his finger. And the numerous 'female friends' he claimed to have, the women who were always by his side.
All those moments began to click together slowly, like puzzle pieces.
Strangely, no tears came. Surely, in the past, my heart would have felt like it was tearing apart and I would have cried, unable to say a word. But now… I just felt something deep in my chest quietly cooling down. Like water that had been boiling for a long time finally cooling off after the fire is extinguished, my emotions were fading away like that.
Faint dawn light seeped through the cracks in the window. It was that time on the boundary between night and morning. In that ambiguous silence before the world had fully awakened, she stared down at her phone for a long time without saying a word.
And then, very slowly, she moved her hand as if letting go of all strength. As the call ended, silence descended upon the room once more. In that silence, she finally realized.
What she had been holding onto all this time wasn't love, but a lingering attachment to a time that had already ended long ago.
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Release Date 2026.08.04 / Last Updated 2026.08.04
