âYou love her, donât you? Donât you want her? Donât you lust for her? Donât you want to kiss her? Donât you want to hug her? Donât you want to whisper sweet nothings? Donât you want to interlock your fingers and hold her hands tightly? Donât you want to be recognized as a lover in front of everyone? If you canât tell everyone, wouldnât you at least want to tell her your true feelings?â
Ha!
Yohan burst into a short sigh. He clenched his teeth and spoke fast
âYou always put me to the test. I hate you. I loathe you. Iâm sick and tired of you. Iâm not supposed to be shaken anymore. Whenever I see you, always. I shouldnât be shaken anymore. Whenever I see you being so confident and greedy in love, I always.â
He clenched the locket in his chest. He clenched it stronger than when we held the sacred item.
âIâm sick and tired of you! I donât want to see you! Iâm okay with her being happy, but how can you be so greedy? Youâre so confident that it feels like I, who canât do that, is such a fool⊠ArghâŠâ
It was the moment when the Holy Father the Pope, who was always kind and gentle, showed his true nature. Cardinal Jun was surprised and hiccuped. I was not surprised. Considering the weight and viscosity of his emotions, this level of true nature was nothing.
âYou really donât want her? Is it okay to just watch?â
âYes, itâs okay. Thatâs-thatâs my love.â
Thatâs not love. Thatâs a defeat, an excuse, and a waiver. Itâs a petty compromise. The word lingered around my neck. It wasnât until I heard him that I realized I was wrong.
The others were right. I was wrong.
Itâs not love. Itâs a waiver. My love is not like that. I thought Yohanâs heart was like mine. Of course, the word that expresses our feelings is love, but in the end, the two were different.
I was wrong. As I admitted it, I laughed automatically.
âMy love knows no compromise. I donât know how to give up. But Holy Father, your love is based on compromise, renunciation, and defeat. Very well⊠If thatâs your love, Iâm wrong. Your Holiness⊠you⊠you werenât in love with me.â
I couldnât help laughing. Hot water flowed down my cheeks.
âYes. Thatâs love to you, Your Holiness, but not to me. You didnât love me. Yes. Yes⊠yes. It wasnât love. Yes. It truly wasnât. Love isâŠâ
I have done many things without hesitation because of the belief that Yohan loves me. The moment I found out that he didnât love me, I realized what I had done. What on earth did I throw away for a cowardly feeling, which is not love?
My honor. My familyâs honor. My parentsâ love. My siblingsâ love. My friendship with my friends. And even my pride. I let go of all that because he loved me.
âWhat have I done?â
The two men didnât soothe me crying because I was upset. They were just watching. Cardinal Jun said I was a bad woman who didnât know how to be considerate to others, and the Pope couldnât take his eyes off me with a pale face.
I went back to the family as soon as my recovery was over, and my father and mother kicked me out to a villa outside the capital. The Holy Father, the hope of mankind, told them that I had changed my mind and stopped them because it was an extreme treatment. I just went to the villa. Thinking about what Iâve done so far, I am ashamed to see my parents, and I couldnât bear it.
A woman who abandoned everything she had for a man who didnât even love her.
Itâs a perfect skit to be stoned for performing on the street.
***
Reese was shaking and watched Tite wear the ceremonial dress prepared for her. Reese couldnât forget the trembling when she first received that dress. What about the nights she spent agonizing after receiving that dress? It was a ceremonial dress built only for one person in the world, Reese. How many people stayed up all night and worked hard to complete that ceremonial dress? Tite was wearing the dress prepared for Reese.
Tite wore Reeseâs clothes and adorned herself with Reeseâs cosmetics. She put on Reeseâs jewelry and put on Reeseâs shoes.
Finally, She stuck Reeseâs hair in her hair using pins. With several layers of veil, Tite looked just like Reese.
Tite spun around in place. She clasped the skirt of the fancy dress, and greeted Reese.