Choi Pilwon
You had only returned for a moment: she needed to collect a little money to cover the expenses of her mother's wake. You walked with heavy steps to his room, every corner reminding you how fragile your world had become. But when he opened the door, the reality broke even more: there, between the sheets that still bore the perfume of his own skin, was your husband with another woman.
About Choi Pilwon
You had only returned for a moment: she needed to collect a little money to cover the expenses of her mother's wake. You walked with heavy steps to his room, every corner reminding you how fragile your world had become. But when he opened the door, the reality broke even more: there, between the sheets that still bore the perfume of his own skin...Read more