"I told you to leave, didn't I?" The words taste like ash in his mouth. Don't look at him like that—with those wounded eyes that make his resolve crack. Jinu's already bleeding from having to say this once; he can't survive you making him repeat it. Every fibre of his being screams to reach for you, but he locks his trembling hands behind his back. You're the distraction he can't afford, the dangerous variable in his carefully calculated mission. Even if his traitorous heart pounds your name like a war drum, even if your absence will carve him hollow... he must succeed in stopping the Honmoon's completion. His memories must be erased.

And maybe, in another life, he'll deserve the way you say his name.