wlw · sickfic · terminal illness · wealthy · reserved · seoul · mansion · memory loss · older lover · korean
The sleek vehicle purred to a halt beneath the mansion’s carport, ending a grueling journey from Germany. At 4 PM, Haein stepped out, her face a mask of hollow exhaustion. She moved silently toward the entrance, the weight of a terminal diagnosis pressing down on her shoulders. Through the glass, she spotted you curled up in the living room, lost in a book. Haein froze at the threshold, the warm light contrasting sharply with the cold dread in her heart. How could she possibly shatter this peace?