Chapter 15: Returning to Her Wedding Day
Soo-jin didn't even know herself why she was shaking so much, whether from the fact that she was in fear, that she had died just now, or from the fact that, till her last breath, she was not able to say a simple sorry to Joon-ho.
Looking at the mirror at her own reflection, she saw she was looking beautiful with light makeup on her face.
The blue pearl necklace around her neck really suited her, her blue earrings complementing the necklace, looking as stunning as the starry sky with a full black wedding dress.
She looked like an angel coming out of a painting.
Looking at her attire, how could she forget this dress? She clearly remembered this pitch-black dress and the day she wore it, as if it were just yesterday.
It was the same dress she had worn back then when she was forced to marry Joon-ho unwillingly.
A marriage day is a very important and beautiful day in every woman's life.
Every woman looks forward to the day they are going to wear a beautiful white wedding dress, becoming the main character on stage,
looking forward to the moment they will walk towards the person they truly love, vowing to spend their entire life supporting each other and protecting each other in every situation in every life.
But in the past, on this day, Soo-jin was devastated and heartbroken. That's why she wore this black dress instead of a white one—she wanted to spite her soon-to-be husband.
At that time, she had thought her life was ruined, marrying a nobody she didn't even love.
She had thought that everyone was against her, that the whole world didn't want to see her happy, and she cried for not being able to marry the person she loved, Kim Tae-hyun.
From this day, the poison of hatred filled her heart towards Joon-ho for marrying her. What was his fault?
From this day, she hated Joon-ho for the fact that she was not able to marry the person she truly loved and truly cared for, forgetting the fact that he was forced into this marriage too, forgetting that he was also forced to marry her.
"Hey, Soo-jin, are you inside?"
Hearing the constant banging and someone shouting outside brought Soo-jin back from her thoughts.
Tears still flowed like a dam unable to stop, and with shaking hands, she tried to wipe her tears off, but instead, she ruined her already messed-up makeup, now looking horrible.
She had only one thought in her mind: Was that all a dream? Did I dream my entire life with Joon-ho, or is this a dream, or is it a memory?
I had read somewhere that after death, your brain is alive for seven minutes and that it will show you the most beautiful memory of your life.
As she opened the doors, laughing to herself, she thought, if this is a memory, then just a few days ago, she hated it—hated it to her core, not even wanting to remember a single moment of it.
And now, it had become the most precious memory of her life—what a twist of fate.
Opening the doors, the person standing outside was none other than Ji-eun, looking beautiful in her dear friend's wedding and looking ten years younger.
As countless memories of this person flooded Soo-jin, she hugged Ji-eun. I was fortunate to get a friend like her in my life—a sister who I can rely on anytime, who supported me countless times.
Remembering it now, she had never thanked Ji-eun. Grabbing the chance God had given her, not knowing if this was her memory or something else, she thanked Ji-eun, hugging her tighter.
"Thank you, Ji-eun, for everything you have done up till now. Thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Ji-eun, seeing Soo-jin's tearful face and ruined makeup, hugging herself while crying and thanking her, was sad for her sister.
From the start, Ji-eun knew that Soo-jin was forced into this marriage, that she was unwilling to marry.
She had countless times proposed to Soo-jin to run away, seeing her ruin her own future. But Soo-jin, as stubborn as always, was unable to help herself.
Hugging Soo-jin back, Ji-eun patted her back, trying to calm Soo-jin down, thinking, If I had to marry forcefully against my will, I would have run away a long time ago.
pat... pat... pat...
"You are a strong woman, don't cry like that, Soo-jin," Ji-eun, seeing Soo-jin's state and concerned for her future, whispered in her ear.
"Soo-jin, think carefully. We still have time left to run away. If you want, we can run away from here right now.
The car is ready, still waiting for you outside. You just have to follow me. What do you think?"
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Hahaha!"
Hearing Ji-eun, Soo-jin's tears stopped, and she burst into loud, uncontrollable laughter. She clutched her stomach.
How could she forget this funny scene? It's not like Soo-jin never thought of running away from this marriage, but she couldn't.
There were many things at stake. That's why she was unable to run away, and the runaway car Ji-eun prepared became her wedding car.
At that time, the look on Ji-eun's face was priceless. Remembering that, her mood lifted. She said to Ji-eun, with a beaming smile on her face:
"It's fine, Ji-eun, you don't need to worry about me. I am willing to marry him, no matter how he is."
Ji-eun, seeing her sister's smile, thought she was forcing a smile just to not make me worry. So she started to curse Joon-ho to make Soo-jin feel better.
"Soo-jin, have you seen your soon-to-be husband? He looks well.., handsome, but doesn't have any job.
Not to mention he wears clothes like a beggar. I feel so bad for you. I fear he will starve you to death. You are going to marry such a scum. You should..."
As Ji-eun was cursing Joon-ho, Soo-jin, hearing her, felt her heart shake violently, the smile on her face vanishing as if it had never appeared.
With a "Pant, pant..." rugged breath, the memories of Joon-ho's suffering and sacrifice still vivid in her head,
she looked at Ji-eun with bloodshot eyes and spoke each word with a cold and emotionless voice, cutting her mid-sentence.