I was distracted and stared blankly at the man. Emotions of unknown origin scattered throughout my body, and I stood motionless like a tree with roots. I couldnât even resist and continued staring at him.
His long hair that reached his shoulders was as shiny as a sable, and his gray eyes, glistening with clear tears, were cold and radiant.
It wasnât just because of the beautiful appearance that I couldnât take my eyes off him. The man gave off an insidious atmosphere that I instinctively felt that I should not approach.
A feeling of reluctance to watch from afar swept through my body. Was that why?
I wanted to ask him why he was crying, but I couldnât. Usually, I would have comforted him by handing him a handkerchief, but I couldnât do even that easily.
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He stared at the foot of the mountain in awe, like a wild beast that had just jumped out. Then, as if the sunset signaled a crisis, I felt a sense of incongruity at seeing his dark hair wet.
When our eyes met, he stared at me for a long time without saying a word. But when cool wind swept through the garden, and the fluttering petals died down, the manâs unfocused eyes gradually became clearer and came into focus. His eyes widened.
âAelleâŚ?â
How did he know my name? Before I could think further, the man ran up to me and grabbed my shoulder, and my vision shook.
âAh.â
The moment I closed my eyes and opened them, I found myself in the arms of the stranger. I could feel his unsteady breath at the nape of my neck and unfamiliar hands wrapped around my shoulder.
I felt pain as if my bones were being crushed, and I was filled with fear for a moment.
âL-let goâŚ!â
I raised my hand to push the manâs chest, but we were so close that there wasnât any gap for my hand to enter. I twisted my body mercilessly, but he didnât let go.
âIf you donât let go immediately, Iâll screamâŚ!â
âAelle.â
At that moment, I stopped moving at the sound of his voice, and my eyes widened.
âAelle.â
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The manâs breathing trembled as if he would collapse, then I felt something wet from the nape of my neck. His whole body shook as he embraced me.
âAelle.â
As if confirming my existence, he repeated the name pitifully and earnestly, leaving my mind blank.
I blinked in a daze. If before, it felt like the front paws of an animal were crushing my bones and I was running out of breath, now it felt like hugging a small beast.
Despite the obvious size difference, it felt like I was hugging him.
âAelle.â
I turned to glance at his face by my neck, perplexed because I couldnât answer the manâs repeated calls and push him away.
Maybe he was someone I knew before I lost my memory. I was about to ask but stopped.
Even though the man knew my identity, I wasnât sure of his. I hesitated momentarily about whether to reveal I had lost my memory.
In the end, I couldnât hold back my curiosity and hesitantly opened my mouth.
âWhoâŚare you?â
His breath stopped. Did I ask a stupid question? For a moment, the manâs grip on my shoulder loosened.
As he slowly lifted his head, the tears barely hanging in his bloodshot eyes fell. His eyes, dark as the dawn, had lost their vitality.
âAelle?â
Visibly shaken, the man swallowed hard, his throat bobbing, and scrutinized my face with his gray eyes.
âAelle.â
ââŚâ
âI know you resent me.â
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Resent? Me? A pure question came to mind and I narrowed my eyes.
âItâs natural to resent me, soâŚâ
âWhy would I?â
He looked blankly at me.
Then, I felt itâif I opened my mouth more than this, I might hurt this man.
However, it was hard to keep my mouth shut once Iâd opened it, and my doubts only grew bigger as time went on.
âWhy would I resent you?â
ââŚâ
âWeâre not related[1].â
As I uttered the last word, the manâs hand completely came off me.
I turned, frowning at the wind blowing. When the breeze died down, I turned back, brushing back my hair, and I couldnât help but jump in surprise.
âAelle.â
The man looked like his world had collapsed.
âIzenne.â
ââŚâ
âIzenne?â
I came to my senses when a hand tapped my shoulder, and looked around in dismay. Grandma Hoenn looked back at me, her expression serious. She adjusted her glasses and studied me closely.
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âSorry, what did you say? I was thinking about something.â
Grandma put her sewing kit down and placed her hand on my forehead. As if to gauge the heat, she placed her other hand on her forehead, and huffed. After a while, she removed her hand as if shaking it off.
âYou donât have a fever. Do you feel unwell?â
I smiled faintly, not wanting to cause unnecessary concern to Grandma Hoenn.
She frowned and examined my face. âWhat really happened for your complexion to turn blue? Did you sleep well last night? How about your food? Did you eat dinner last night?â
Grandma fussed over her as if she was worried about her own granddaughter.
âGrandma, when a person turns blue, theyâre dead.â
âIzenne, youâre not Yulina, so donât make lame jokes. Do you think I donât realize youâre changing the topic?â Grandma Hoenn reproached me, but I could tell she was worried about me.
Anyway, Grandma was quick. Or was I just dazed enough that it was too obvious? Well, it was still working hours.
I awkwardly said, âDonât worry, I can work.â
Grandma Hoenn clicked her tongue and gave me a disapproving stare. I guess my answer upset her.
âWho asked if you could work? I asked if youâre okay. You donât seem like you are.â
Grandma made up her mind and touched her knee as she tried to get off her stool. She stood with a groan.
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âGrandma?â
She waved her hands and made her way to the table.
âIâll close the store, so go home now.â
I stood up after Grandma Hoen and waved my hand.
It felt uncomfortable that I seemed to have made her worry about me needlessly.
âThereâs no need for that. Iâm really fine.â
Her eyes widened as she arranged the sewing tools on the table. Her usual gentle and warm impression became fierce.
âIzenne, itâs not because of you. Itâs because Iâm out of breath. Will you go home only after your boss passes away?â
âGrandma, butâŚâ
She waved her hand toward the door, refusing to talk further.
Was my complexion so bad that Grandma Hoennâs was worried about it? I tried to touch my face but felt the cloth covering the lower half of my face instead. Well, even if I touched my face, I still couldnât tell.
Haa, I sighed briefly and blamed myself.
I should have worn the cloth yesterday. I didnât because I was close to home, the day was about to set, and my guard was down.
So the man must have recognized me.
âAelle.â
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I gently rubbed the nape of my neck where his heavy breath touched. In particular, I closed my eyes, stopping at the area where his lips had touched.
âWhat relationship did we have?â
I remembered the man who had defenselessly collapsed. What kind of relationship did we have that made him look like that?
I was too scared to ask. The man definitely knew me, but I knew nothing about him.
Maybe thatâs why. I turned away from the man yesterday and ran away in fright.
The fear of the unknown relationship was so great that it surpassed my curiosity even to ask questions.
It might be a simple one-dimensional relationship, like one between friends, lovers, or couples. Still, in the worst-case scenario, he could also be a person involved in the incident. I couldnât rule out the possibility he was trying to trick me.
Or it could be some other type of relationship. If Oppa were here, I could have asked.
âIzenne, Iâm going to rest when you go.â
I shook off my thoughts and looked up. Grandma Hoenn pointed to the back, perhaps thinking I was hesitating when I was lost in thought.
âIf youâre so sorry, go home and do those things.â
The items in the basket Grandma had pointed only needed simple tasks, like attaching buttons or adding fabric. I could complete it in three to four hours.
I readily nodded and said, âThen Iâll take some work. Iâm sorry I always owe you.â
Grandma shook her head and added that I shouldnât overdo it because she didnât tell me to complete everything.