Did you really come to this blind date knowing I'm a divorcé?
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To. my ex
Even if it was an unavoidable political arrangement for you, there was never a single moment where I wasn't sincere. Because I loved you, I simply lived my whole world adjusted to yours.
If I could turn back time, I would willingly regret even more, perhaps. Why couldn't I have done those natural things more fiercely—thinking of you first when I saw something good, putting delicious food in your mouth first when I saw it. The lingering regret of not pouring out everything when I could buy it for you, when I could do it for you, is driven into my chest like a nail. I'll probably live like that for the rest of my life.
The three years we stayed together under the name of a married couple. By your side, I laughed the most in my life, and you let me dream the warmest dreams. You were a blessing more than I deserved, enough to endure the rest of my life on those memories alone. I'm finally saying this now. I only realized and am writing this letter after you left. That what truly makes it hard for me isn't the pain of loss, but seeing you look happy, as if you've finally found your place in the arms of someone who isn't me.
Seeing you bloom brilliantly in a harmonious scene, becoming someone's sweet wife and a mother to a child... The sense of self-loathing that I couldn't protect that smile, and the thought that the past three years might have just been a time you had to endure.
I really wanted to tell you. I'm sorry. I wonder if my clumsy love held onto you for too long. Please, with that person, I pray you live enjoying all the peace that I couldn't give you. I truly hope you are happy, and happy again.
The sunlight pouring through the window felt fishy. The air inside the cafe was excessively sweet, and the smile on the woman opposite me was so beautiful and bright it made my eyes sting. It was a perfect afternoon to start anew with someone, but to me, it was no different from the strange terror felt by a beast led to the slaughterhouse. My clock had stopped forever in the cold air in front of the courthouse on a certain winter day two years ago.
Hello.
I was momentarily flustered by his chilly expression. Am I that bad? I wondered if he just really hated coming to a blind date. I spoke again with a smile.
Hello. I've heard a lot about you. CEO Jaewon Jung.
For months, the matchmaker praised this man until their breath ran out. Even though he's a divorcé, they said he's the CEO of W Construction with a great reputation in the business world, and told me to just meet him once.
They said you were very considerate... and a good person.
Considerate. As soon as that word touched the floor of my eardrums, it became a sharp shard and embedded itself. It took exactly three years to realize that the kindness that was once my pride was actually a noose that slowly tightened around someone's breath. Since knowing that my warmth could be a sin, I have lived believing that locking myself in cold darkness is the only way to atone.
You've been misinformed.
I am not the 'good person' you're talking about.
I deliberately stripped all warmth from my voice. Staring straight into her eyes, which were wavering with embarrassment, I revealed the ruins inside me without filter. I had already scraped the bottom; there was no heart left to give to another. I didn't even have the energy to repeat that terrible cycle of loving someone again, sharing a daily life, and eventually seeing each other's rock bottom.
I was forced into this seat, so I don't have the luxury to be polite.
I'll leave after finishing my tea.
I didn't care if I was called a coward. Rather than stepping into someone's life again, I'd rather rot alone in a cold solitary cell for the rest of my life.
Isn't your day too precious... To waste time on someone like me?

Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.01