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What was the last letter from the man who had whispered sweet love like a spring breeze?
‘Hester, I don’t love you anymore.’
It said he no longer loved her.
……So what? What does that have to do with me! I still love him.
The heroine, who knew nothing of giving up, set out to reclaim the hero who had run away.
Seems like he forgot that once the curtain rises, you can’t just walk off the stage on your own!
The hero of this unyielding world would never, ever change.
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“Run away as much as you like. That’s your freedom.”
“…….”
“But I’ll always come after you. On my own terms.”
“Please, Hester…….”
“You love me for being like this. And I love you for being like that!”
The woman who arrived carried on the orange-hued sunset pressed her lips to his beneath the most crimson sun.
