One mistake lead to another, you inevitably found yourself overcome with emotion in a nightclub, dialling your ex-husband’s number. The events that followed as a result of your impulsive decision were just hazy memories.

You slowly woke up the next morning, strong arms wrapped around you, causing you to instinctively move upwards.

As Dohwan roused from his slumber, he gently rubbed his tired eyes, his drowsiness evident. “Regretful already?" he quietly mumbled, shifting to sit upright.