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Chapter 32

Hea PV

It's time to start another day.
I obviously haven't slept, and today I look like a ghost, with dark circles, pale skin and red eyes.
I try to settle down as much as possible, gathering my hair in a braid that falls over my shoulder.
I take a deep breath and leave my room to go to the countess like every morning.

When I'm about to grab the handle, the door to the Countess's room opens, and Wooyoung comes out looking down.
Our eyes do not cross, but from his face I can say with certainty that he too is as bad as me;
Why insist with this idea that hurts both, I wish I could understand.

I enter the room, and find Lady Jung already sitting in the chair, looking out the window with tears in her eyes.
"My lady, what happens?"
I ask her worried, kneeling in front of her.
"Do you feel sick? Should I call a doctor ?!"
I ask her frantic, thinking about her precarious health condition for some time.
"The pains of the heart cannot be cured by any doctor my dear"
She replies, now looking into my eyes;
And so I understand, all the pain of a mother who sees her son leave for the second time.
"Is it for Earl Wooyoung right?"
"I am old Hea, and Wooyoung is my only child. If only my husband was still with me-"
She tells me in a broken voice, which precedes the beginning of a cry.
It breaks my heart to see her like this.
"If you weren't here my darling .. I'd feel lonely. Remember that you are like a daughter to me."
Her words make a lonely tear fall on my face, reminding me of the great affection I feel for this kind and affectionate woman.

After dealing with the countess and preparing her for the day, I headed directly to the room of the one who broke her heart.

"You are the most selfish man that exists on the earth!!"
I exclaim, entering his room, seeing as he settles his boots sitting on the bed.
"Good morning to you too"
He answers me, almost indifferent to my insults.
"Do you realize that your mother is sick? I made you come back for a reason, damn it !! If you don't want to stay for me, do it for her"
His calm makes me even more furious. How can he think only of himself in this way.
"She'll be fine"
He tells me, still not paying attention to me.
"I knew you were an asshole, but I didn't imagine this far"
"Hea do not dare!"
He stands up, looking at me and tightening his jaw with anger.
"Otherwise what do you do to me? Lock me up in a cell !? Go ahead! You are still a man with no balls, which runs away every time things don't go the way he wants"
I throw all my anger on him, and I turn to leave.

I feel grabbed by the arm, and I am slammed against the wall without delicacy.
Before i can protest, his lips are on mine, and his tongue asks for access, which I don't delay in giving him.
It's a kiss full of passion, anger and love, just like my Wooyoung.
When his hand takes my neck, keeping me still to deepen the kiss i feel my body on fire; and I am convinced that I would never experience this feeling with anyone but him.

When we break the kiss, we are both breathless, and finally we look into each other's eyes;
No more words are needed between us, a look is enough to read us inside, and now I only read resignation.
"I love you"
He tells me in a whisper, and I realize that it is the first time he tells me it really, so simply and sincerely.
"Then stay"
I whisper back, and he closes his eyes, as I caress away a tear from his cheek.
"Even if I want to, I can't"
"What do you mean?"
I ask him confused, on the brink of despair.
"I gave my word to the commander of my regiment"
What an excuse ..
"Then have a good trip"
I push his hand away from my side and leave his room slamming the door.