❝I've loved you until death. But in the end I didn't die.❞
Hanni's world shatters when her husband is killed seven hours into their marriage.
Fueled by grief, she embarks on a relentless quest to avenge his death, unraveling a web of crime that lead...
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𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐏𝐎𝐕
The crisp, clear air of a sunny morning fills my lungs as I step into the flower garden at the back of the mansion. The sun bathes everything in a golden light, illuminating the vibrant colors of the blooming flowers.
Cradled in my arms is our daughter, Kim Eunji or Elena Lorenzo, her Italian name. She's dressed in a light, summery outfit, her tiny face peeking out from under a wide-brimmed hat. Her eyes, so much like Hanni's, are wide with curiosity as she takes in the world around her.
I gently sway her, enjoying the warmth of her against me. Her soft breaths bring me pure happiness.
"Eunji, look," I whisper, pointing to a butterfly flitting among the flowers. "Isn't it beautiful?"
She coos softly, her gaze following my finger, though she's still too young to fully appreciate the beauty around us. I kiss her forehead, my heart swelling with love.
From the corner of my eye, I see a blur of motion. Turning, I see Danielle and Haerin's daughter, Kang Dahyun, running toward me, her laughter echoing through the garden.
"Auntie Minji! Auntie Minji!" Dahyun calls out, her little legs pumping as she makes her way to me.
I kneel down, careful with Eunji in my arms, and open my free arm to catch Dahyun in a hug. She lunges into me, her cute giggles blessing my ears.
"Whoa there, Dahyun! Slow down!" I laugh, pulling her close.
Dahyun's hazel brown eyes shine brightly. "Look, Auntie Minji! The flowers are so pretty!" She points around, her enthusiasm bubbling over.
"They're beautiful, aren't they?" I ruffle her hair.
She nods vigorously, her gaze bouncing between the flowers and Eunji.
"Can I hold the baby?" Dahyun asks in awe.
I chuckle, shifting Eunji slightly. "Not just yet, sweetie. She's still very small. But you can sit with us and keep her company, okay?"
Dahyun beams, plopping down on the grass beside me. I adjust Eunji so she can see Dahyun's face, and Eunji reaches out with tiny, curious hands.
We sit there for a while, enjoying the warmth of the sun and the gentle breeze that carries the scent of flowers. The kids' laughter and our quiet conversations blend so serenely.
As the morning progresses, Hanni joins us, carrying a tray of fresh lemonade. She hands a glass to me, her fingers brushing mine. The warmth of her touch spreads through me like a fire.
"How are my favorite people?" she asks, sitting beside me and wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Perfect." I kiss her head. "Just like you."
Hanni chuckles, softly kissing my cheek back. Ever since she gave birth, she looks tired but more radiant than ever. I don't think I want her to go through that pain again, but I'm forever grateful for our baby.
I watch as my wife interacts with Eunji and Dahyun, talking to them in baby voices.
The sun shines brightly above us, just like my love for Kim Hanni. I'll always shine for her, giving her everything she deserves in this world.
