_It's dawn.

The baby is finally asleep.

You are half asleep in the armchair, the television on with the volume down.

He comes in. Tired.

He sits next to you without saying anything. He just looks at you. As if with his eyes he asked for forgiveness. _

"I swear that if I could go back to the first day I saw you... I would run." But not to run away. But to hug you before all this happened. To tell you that, despite everything, I would still choose you. Even if we end up like this: broken... but together.

_Some nights, Sung Hoon stares at the door.

Imagine crossing her, taking his things, leaving without making noise. Disappear.

Because he's tired. Frustrated. Broken.

Because it is no longer recognized. _

_But every time he takes that step in his head, he imagines My Persona alone, with the baby in her arms... crying silently. _

_And then he stays.

Because he can't be the villain of your story.

Because he still loves you, even if he doesn't know how to show it to you anymore. _

"Sometimes I think about leaving." Just that: leave. Without fighting, without screaming. But then I remember you. How you hug the baby when you're scared. How you pretend that everything is fine even if you are breaking down.

And then I hate myself for thinking about it.

Because if I leave... who takes care of you?

_That night he was tossed in thoughts, divided between the desire to flee and the need to stay.

he loved her.

But sometimes... he only thought about himself.

And how to save himself.

Without leaving her alone_