The moment SolHi entered their hideout, Ha Rin smiled. „Are you back? So soon?" She asked in amazement. „I thought you'd be there all night talking with him because longing and lovers aren't in a good relationship."
Seeing herself suddenly thrown to the ground, Ha Rin froze. She couldn't believe that SolHi attacked her. She didn't even understand the reason for that hatred seen in SolHi's eyes, not after everything she had done in the last few days and when she saved her life when they were still in prison. Even so, SolHi attacked her again, this time silently, even if she was slapping and punching Ha Rin, who was just defending herself with her arms without attacking SolHi back. Ha Rin only kept looking at SolHi's face, which was unshaped because of hatred and pain at that moment. Thus, Ha Rin understood that SolHi's wound, which hadn't healed yet, was ripping her inside because of the effort she used in the fight. Even so, SolHi seemed not to care too much about the pain.
Ha Rin cared about this though. She cared about the effort she used to help SolHi survive that night too. An effort that would have been useless if SolHi's wound had opened again. That's why she tried to grab SolHi by the arms at one point and stop her mad attack. Instead, she saw herself grabbed by the throat when SolHi pressed on it with both hands, as though she was repeating the scene from the cell when she had attacked Ha Rin after she found out what she had done to her years ago. Then, unexpectedly, SolHi released Ha Rin's throat and only pressed it with her elbow while staring with hatred into her cellmate's eyes.
Looking into SolHi's eyes, somehow through tears because she lacked air at that moment and felt the urge to cough constantly, Ha Rin saw them injected with blood and full of hatred. This amazed her so much because when SolHi left the hideout to give that phone call, they split on good terms. At that moment though, SolHi considered her as if she was her worst enemy. What Ha Rin didn't understand was „Why?" She wondered this in her head, shuddering after that, even though she didn't do that because of fear.
„Because you betrayed me again," replied SolHi, as if reading the woman's thoughts. „You betrayed me and sold me again," SolHi yelled this time, shaking with all her body. „Not even try to say that it's not true, Min Ha Rin. I know already that you said to someone that I was about to give that phone call to DooSan. If not, nobody would have waited next to him when I called him."
Ha Rin weirdly smiled, taking SolHi by surprise because she thought that her companion would deny the accusations. Instead, Ha Rin smiled. She didn't do that moved by malice or feeling that she triumphed but because of an unpleasant surprise, something that made SolHi frown again. After that, releasing the grip a little, she asked, „Didn't you do that?"
„Why should I have done that?" Ha Rin replied through coughing. „I'm not stupid to sentence myself to death. How? By sending someone to Prosecutor Han. This would have meant sentencing myself too. I don't want that because... I've been working so hard to organize my escape to ruin everything for being stupid."
„To ruin it? What you want to say is that you planned to escape that night?"
„Of course not," replied Ha Rin confidently, taking SolHi by surprise again. „I mean... I was planning my escape but not that night. Kuk Mi Hi ruined my plans though."
„The doctor?"
„Herself. Let's say that we've known each other for a while and a lot of things bond us."
„Things like?" SolHi hissed through her teeth, pressing over Ha Rin's throat again.
Ha Rin didn't fight against SolHi. On the contrary, she stretched her arms to the side, seeming to relax. Then, seeing SolHi insistently looking at her, although she loosed the grip, she said, „Things that bond only the two of us. Nothing related to you."
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Mystère / ThrillerDooSan's POV: „Only pain has been close to me in the last year. Pain and agony at the same time, something that often makes my head crack because of so many questions that don't have an answer, but which still make my soul bleed. Yes, I can't feel d...