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The Last Snow: Love Me Once Again For A Year

Park Chunghee had been in a relationship with a man named Lee Donghwa for ten years. He loved him so much, but as for Donghwa himself... he doubted it. Lately, Donghwa who used to love him so much now became like anyone else for him. However, Chunghee didn't want to give up on his personality and continued to hold on, with the hope that Donghwa would return to the way he knew. Sometimes, he thought, asking himself: Is this the wrath of God? He knew that his wish was the wrong thing, but he had already stepped this far and chose to stay in the broken relationship and always said something stupid and kept saying okay! However, those all were lies that he exposed! In this complicated relationship, Chunghee also met with his first love, named Kim Daehyun, and became someone who always took care of him. When his health got worse, Daehyun was the only one who could make him smile back as before. It made him should be thinking something difficult again. “Do you think that I'm angry?” "I'm not angry! I'm in pain!" "All of this doesn't make me angry anymore, other than feeling the pain right now. But if you think that I'm angry, then now I'm exactly angry with you—" How is their relationship going in the future? Will Chunghee stand? ----------------------------- Cover: original art by me (Mao) - Toxic relationship - This book is not perfect grammatically. But, I'll try my best. So, if you are looking for a book with good grammar, this book is not for you. There are a lot of flaws in the writing, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Don't hesitate to correct it if you find any errors. That will be very helpful. ^^ Feel free to check out my other books! ^^ ----------------------------

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Today was The Right Time

His hands were still on my body, embracing me warmly. His fingers squeezed my shoulder, producing a comfortable feeling that made me feel safe. While my hands were currently clenched tightly in front of my body, I was about to get rid of his hands but I couldn't do that. I felt comfortable in this man's arms even for a moment. My hand even refused to be ordered by its master.

Now and then, the sound of sobs that I was hiding heard softly on my trembling lips, then I tried to hold it in my dry throat. Biting my lip, I hoped that this time my voice wasn't heard.

After hearing his answer, I couldn't say anything, other than to keep crying even though I didn't want to.

I couldn't describe how I felt right now. What do I feel? Why am I crying like this? Everything was mixed up in my chest.