My brother's name is Hwang Mu-Kyung.
He used to be kind. He was someone who looked out for me but he was selfish in his own right. I just never imagined the extent of his selfishness. I never imagined he would exchange me for greed.
So, the day I walked out of the hospital, glad that Mu-Kyung had paid the hospital bills, only to find out a few weeks later that he had taken loans from numerous loan sharks, and they were all under my name, I broke down.
I never expected he would do something like that to me. Just what did he expect me to do? How did he expect me to pay back?
Or did he not expect me to pay back and be taken away instead? Was he that cruel?
I had wondered.
At that time where part of my memories were missing and the rest were in disarray, the only one I remembered and was sure of, my brother, had cruelly stabbed me with a knife of betrayal.
I was devastated.
I decided to sell the house. Maybe it would work out somehow but then I found out he also sold the house.
