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Suddenly, I felt a jolt of pain in my hand. When I caught a glimpse of it, there was blood all over.

"Are you okay?" a man asked. I was too busy staring down at Yunho's corpse to even respond. That is, until the man extended his hand out to help me up. I noticed it was covered in blood as well.

I stared up with teary eyes only to see Yunho hovering over me. My eyes widened in fear.

"Yunho? Is that really you?" I asked, cautiously.

"Am I dreaming?" he questioned. Suddenly we both winced in pain.

"What the hell is going on?" I muttered under my breath as I held my hand tightly.

"Is that me?" His voice was panicked as he pointed to the body next to me. I gave a small nod as I watched his expression drop down even more.

"So, that means I'm really dead. That's why I can see you right now."

"And because you were born without a soulmate, that must be why you're here. Only people like us get to view the world like this. It's not as great as it seems though."

"So, you're Aera? Kim Aera?" His voice was soft and I needed a moment to recollect myself from the situation.

"And you're Yunho. Jeong Yunho." I got up to face him and smiled brightly as I stared at his face. Although a little skeptical, I couldn't contain my joy at all.

"I didn't think we'd ever get the chance to meet," I remarked.

"So, this is what happens when you don't have a soulmate?" he questioned. I nodded my head in response.

"No matter what life I'm given, I always get unlucky."

"What do you mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"This is my second life. I was reborn in this body, yet it's all the same. In my previous lifetime, I died before I even got the chance to be born. And then in my second life, my mother sacrificed herself just so I could live. Either way, everything was in vain. I was never met to have a soulmate. I went to countless psychics so they could tell me something different, but each time they were just vague."

"Then, why would life give you a second chance in the first place?" I questioned.

"Maybe they're just mocking me."

"Wait, you said you died by a miscarriage in your first life?"

He nodded his head yes. Suddenly my mind started to piece the puzzle together.

"Then, I think I have an idea about what went wrong with us," I looked over at him with wide eyes. The moment was interrupted when the pain returned in our hands.

"Do you feel that too?" he asked. I shook my head yes.

"Why is this happening? I thought once I got the chance to meet you, everything would fall into place." My voice was shaky as I spoke.

"It can't fall into place. We're going against life's wishes. We must be getting punished for it."

"No, life must have wanted us to meet. It's the only explanation I have."