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This chapter will clear all the confusions and loop holes of the past chapters. It's longer one. Make sure to sit back, relax and keep yourself away from your parents coz you might need tissues.
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I never truly understood what family was supposed to mean.
Not the version I once dreamt of as a boy. Not the version Kim Taehoon forced upon me.
And certainly not the version I now keep at arm's length.
Family, at least how it should be, was meant to be a place of comfort. A space where your skin doesn't feel too tight, where you don't have to adjust your breathing just to fit in.
Not a place where you must wear a perfectly crafted mask to make others feel reassured, put a facade to please people in it.
I had tried.
For years, I tried.
Until one day I finally stopped—not because I was exhausted, but because I realized something cruelly simple,
No matter how ideal I act, no matter how disciplined, polished, or successful I become, I will always be seen through the lens of my past.
I wasn't born evil even in hell of my father. I wasn't even born difficult.
I was a soft kid once—one who found joy in four-leaf clovers, who enjoyed counting stars quietly from afar instead of desiring to reach them, for things that didn't belong to him.
A child with simple dreams.
To poetic and fairytale for someone like me. I found laughable that how funny and ordinary I was. Even I won't let my child to be like that if I have one more in future. Weak? that's rare but fine but helpless? Never.
My only mistake was being born, a mistake born from someone else's forced choice and bringing endless suffering to the woman who gave me life.
