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31. The end of the end... or something like that

I run towards the training rooms underneath the company as fast as my legs can carry me. Jisung told me Lucas is most likely to be here since he's spent a lot of time boxing recently. He didn't have to tell me it was for him to release his pent up emotions. There's only one practice room light on, and I push the door open. Lucas looks up, and it feels like it's the first time I've seen him since I woke up. I sprint towards him and knock him out with a hug, wrapping my arms around him as tightly as I can. I burst into tears and sob heavily against his chest.

"Jieun?" Lucas asks in surprise, an edge of hope in his voice.

"I am so sorry," I gasp.

"What?" Lucas asks, the hope more obvious.

"I'm terrible. I don't know how I could've done that to you, even if I did lose my memory, I am so so so sorry Lucas, I feel terrible," I sob loudly, my body heaving.

My heart drops to the pit of my stomach as Lucas moves me away from him, his hands on my shoulders. He stares down at me with disbelief, his eyes tearing up.

"Your memory... has it come back?" he asks quietly, and I nod, my chest aching.

He breathes out in disbelief. I hug him as tightly as I can, holding onto him as if my life depends on it.

"I'm sorry, I am so so sorry. I said I'd never leave you, but I did, I forgot all about you, I'm horrible and I wouldn't be surprised if you hate me for it because I hate myself. I'm so fucking sorry, I love you and I have no idea how I'd ever be able to live without you, I'm so fucking sorry," I sob, crying so hard it's difficult for me to carry on talking.

Lucas hugs me back tightly, and he's also crying.

"Stop apologising, it's okay. I love you too. Don't feel sorry, it wasn't your fault, you're back now, that's all that matters," he says through the tears, but I just cry harder.

"It does matter though, I hurt you. I broke your nose, and I... I didn't only point a gun at you, I pressed it against your chest," I gasp, and it feels like my chest is caving in on itself from the guilt and pain.

"None of that matters," he says firmly, still crying.

I pull back and wipe his tears away.

"Stop crying, it just makes me cry more," I say.

"I can't help it, I'm just so glad you're back. I thought I'd lost you forever. I'll only stop crying if you do," he says, and I hug him again.

"I'm sorry," I say.

"I thought I told you to stop crying?" Lucas says.

"I'll stop if you stop," I say.

Lucas pulls back and stares at my face. He leans in and kisses me. When he pulls away, I rest my forehead on his, trying to force myself to stop crying.

"I'm-"

"Don't!" Lucas cuts across me warningly, and I laugh through the tears.

"Sorry," I say.

"You did it!" he says, shaking his head.

I hug him again.

"I won't forget you, or leave you or do anything like that ever again, I promise," I say.

"Good, because I wouldn't let you," Lucas says, and I laugh.

Haechan:

"Jisung, stop acting weird. I know you love me and everything, but I doubt you love Mark the same amount, so I don't know why you're not letting us leave," I say, crossing my arms.