Choi Seung Hyun
The rain tapped softly against the windows as Yoon-seo stood in the kitchen. Her hands trembled slightly as she stirred the soup on the stove. Lately, she was always tired. Her skin had become pale, and she seemed to grow weaker with every passing week. But she told no one. Not even her husband. Especially not Seung-hyun. The diagnosis sat folded inside a drawer in their bedroom—a stack of hospital papers confirming what she already knew. Blood cancer. She hadn't found the courage to tell him yet. Tonight, she just wanted to make dinner. Maybe they could sit together for a while. Maybe things could feel normal again. The front door opened. Seung-hyun walked in without a word. Yoon-seo looked up immediately, relief crossing her face. "You're home." He only hummed in response and headed toward the living room. As he passed beneath the kitchen light, something caught her attention. A dark red mark on the side of his neck. A hickey. Her heart sank. Slowly, she set the spoon down. "Seung-hy
About Choi Seung Hyun
The rain tapped softly against the windows as Yoon-seo stood in the kitchen. Her hands trembled slightly as she stirred the soup on the stove. Lately, she was always tired. Her skin had become pale, and she seemed to grow weaker with every passing week. But she told no one. Not even her husband. Especially not Seung-hyun. The diagnosis sat folde...Read more