But i wasn't a liar ✔️[ENG ver]

Part 54

Part 54

When you die, people's love, care, support, and regret come pouring out like a flood, raw and unfiltered. When you are alive, you desperately hope to see those feelings one day, but one day, you will die, and you will never see them again—because you will be gone, vanished, erased from existence. 

They stood in the hospital, dazed, shattered, drowning in disbelief. Why were they here? Why now? Shouldn't they have been in the wedding hall, laughing, celebrating, drowning in joy instead of grief? 

Each of them wore their pain differently—some sobbed silently, their bodies trembling with every breath, some stood frozen, still trapped in shock, unable to process reality. Some cursed themselves a thousand times in their heads, their guilt a living, gnawing beast inside them. And one... one still lay unconscious, lost in a world where none of this horror existed. 

Then, a broken voice cut through the suffocating silence. Everyone turned, their eyes locking onto the man who had just shattered his own soul with his words. 

Mister Hwang collapsed into himself, his voice raw with agony. "How do I forgive myself now? My son was suffering for six months in there —no, for eight years! Eight years of torment, and I refused to listen! I blinded myself to his pain, to his truth! What kind of father am I?" His hands clenched into fists, his entire body shaking with self-loathing. "I killed my son with my own hands! I stole his childhood, his happiness, his dreams—everything! And yet... and yet he still came to me today. He came to that damned palace—the one I told him was no longer his home—and he asked me to attend his wedding!" A choked sob tore from his throat. "I should have hugged him. How could I not know... that this would be his last request? I curse myself! I curse my fatherhood! I failed him!" 

Yuna's entire body burned with rage. She stood abruptly, her eyes blazing with hatred as she stormed toward her father. 

"How are you still alive?" her voice shaking with venom. "You should be in that room—" She pointed violently toward the mortuary, where Hyunjin's lifeless body lay. "—not my brother!" 

Ni-Ki's voice cut in, desperate. "Yuna, shut up!" 

But Yuna whirled on him, her fury unstoppable. "No, you shut up! You, the Hwang family, don't get to silence me! Not today! I have to speak—I have to scream it, because if I don't, I'll explode!" Her chest heaved, tears streaming down her face. "My brother escaped these monsters eight years ago, but you—you dragged him back! And this time, he couldn't run! This time, he couldn't survive!" She turned back to her father, her voice a blade of pure agony. "What did you do when he begged you? When he said he wouldn't go back to Korea? Tell them! Tell them what you said to your own son!" 

Mr. Hwang could only weep, his tears falling like acid, burning through his skin. 

"Or are you too ashamed?" Yuna sneered, her pain twisting into something vicious. "Fine. I'll say it. You called him a liar. You told him everything was his fault—that it was because of Felix! You said he ruined the family, that his truth was nothing but lies! And when he stood there, begging you to believe him—you slapped him!" Her voice cracked. "Do you remember? Or was it too easy for you to forget?" 

Mrs. Lee rushed forward, her own tears falling as she gripped Yuna's shoulders. "My beautiful girl, please... enough. This isn't the time—" 

"NO!" Yuna shrieked, her voice breaking under the weight of her grief. "I won't stop! This man is my brother's killer! He took him from me—he took everything!" She turned back to her father, her scream tearing through the room like a knife. "YOU'RE A MURDERER! YOU KILLED HIM! YOU KILLED MY INNOCENT BROTHER!" 

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Seungmin approached with slow, heavy steps, his entire body radiating exhaustion and simmering anger. Every movement seemed painful, as if grief had turned his bones to lead. When he finally stood before Mr. Hwang, his voice was quiet—but the ice in his tone cut deeper than any scream.