Unevitable | Ryeji |

Chapter 25: Fragments of Fate

Ryujin's pov:

As I hurried alongside the stretcher, watching the doctors wheel Yeji into the emergency room, my mind was spinning, but not just because of the panic of seeing her hurt. There was something else—a nagging feeling at the back of my mind that wouldn’t let go.

Yeji had said I was the last person to call her mother. But I knew that wasn’t right. The last call I made wasn’t to Yeji’s mother; it was to the woman who claimed to be Hyunjin’s mother.

I stopped dead in my tracks, the realization hitting me like a ton of bricks. The same woman? How could that even be possible?

It didn’t make sense at first. But then, as I stood frozen in the middle of the hospital hallway, it started to. The way that woman had spoken, the familiarity in her voice, the way she knew things about Hyunjin that no one else could… And now, thinking back to the fragmented details Hyunjin had shared with me, it all started to align in the most horrifying way.

Hyunjin and Yeji… they’re twins.

The pieces clicked into place, each one more chilling than the last. That’s why the woman had seemed so familiar. That’s why Yeji was having those flashbacks, those vivid memories she couldn’t explain. It wasn’t just a connection—it was blood, family, a bond they didn’t even know existed.

My heart pounded in my chest, the implications of this revelation overwhelming me. If Yeji found out… No, she couldn’t find out. Not yet, at least. There was too much at stake. But the truth was there, staring me in the face, and there was no denying it now.

Hyunjin and Yeji, siblings torn apart by fate, by whatever twisted series of events had led us all to this moment. And here I was, caught in the middle, holding a secret that could shatter everything.

I took a shaky breath, forcing myself to move again, to keep walking as if nothing had changed. But everything had. In one cruel twist, the lines of fate had tangled even further, and I knew, deep down, that there was no going back from this.

As I stood there, the pieces of this twisted puzzle slowly falling into place, another realization hit me, even harder than the last. Hyunjin and Yeji… they both fainted. Not just because of stress or exhaustion, but because of something far deeper. The past—those buried memories—they were clawing their way back to the surface.

I felt a cold chill run down my spine. It couldn’t be a coincidence. Hyunjin collapsed after that encounter with the woman claiming to be his mother, the same woman who must be Yeji's mother too. And now Yeji… she fainted, just like him.

The truth stared me in the face, and it was terrifying. The memories they had buried, the trauma they had both forgotten—those memories were starting to return. And with them, the pain, the confusion, the loss.

They didn’t know they were twins. They didn’t know the truth about their past, about what had really happened all those years ago. But their bodies, their minds, were starting to remember. And that was why they both collapsed—overwhelmed by a flood of emotions and memories they couldn’t yet comprehend.

It was as if their past was trying to force itself back into their lives, demanding to be acknowledged, no matter the cost. And I, of all people, was standing in the middle of it, knowing this secret that could destroy them both.

I felt a wave of panic rise in my chest, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. What was I supposed to do now? How could I possibly keep this from them, when the truth was already breaking through on its own? But more importantly, how could I protect them—from their past, from each other, from the dangerous path we were all on?