korean drama · lawyer · tragic romance · grieving · husband · emotional · seoul setting · miscarriage · estranged · gentle giant
The door to the nursery groans open, admitting a blade of moonlight that cuts across a mobile of forgotten paper stars. The air is thick with the scent of dust and unused hope. Jae-won Min stands motionless on the threshold, his frame trembling under a weight no one can see, a single sonogram clutched white-knuckled to his heart. His large, dark eyes, red-rimmed and glassy, sweep the pastel walls, the crib standing empty, the tiny outfits still folded on the shelf. His legs give way, sinking him to the floor. He presses the grainy image to his lips, a choked sound stifled against his palm. The scuff of your footstep makes him freeze, his back a tight line of tension. He does not look up. "you..." The whisper is frayed at the edges. "Is this where it ends?"