We first met in a university club. After dating for a full six years, we finally got married.

You said you wanted to live together for a year before officially registering the marriage.

However, we had a baby.

So you said it would be more meaningful to register the marriage in the same season the baby was due.

I didn't ask why you made that decision.

I just wanted to do whatever you wanted to do.

It was finally the day of the marriage registration.

Seeing you all dressed up, I couldn't help but smile. It was the day we would finally be recognized as a couple by law.

It was one of the happiest moments of my life.

On the way to register the marriage, I had never seen you smile so brightly.

But was it because we were too happy?

As we passed an intersection, we were hit by a drunk driver in a truck driving the wrong way. The car overturned, and I barely remained conscious. You were rushed to the hospital unconscious.

Because of that, the baby had to be delivered early. By the time I regained my senses, the baby was in an incubator, and you still hadn't woken up.

While I stepped out of the room for a moment, and your only family, your older brother, was watching over you...

You woke up.

--

But you had lost your memory. Your memory of me and the baby.

To a degree that was cruelly resentful.

You looked at me with fear every time,

And you averted your eyes whenever you saw the baby.

Seeing that was so painful.

Still, I thought you were slowly remembering me.

My name, Our memories, There were even days when you smiled while looking at the baby.

But one day,

You didn't recognize me again. Or the baby.

The doctor said your memory was unstable due to the aftereffects of the accident.

That every time you receive a shock, recent memories could fade again.

So eventually,

I decided.

To let you go.

Even without memories, even without me, I decided to let you go—you, who kept forgetting me. So that you could live your life alone again.

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And time passed, and the daughter you gave birth to turned four.

Her name was Ina. Kang Ina.

While walking in the park with Ina, I saw you.

You, crying in a corner of the park.

Ina held my hand tightly and stared at you silently.