Noona sat by the window, holding the necklace her fiancée had given her. A whirlwind of emotions gripped her heart, and tears fell without warning.
"I… don't know what to do," she whispered to herself.
Memories of past lives flooded her mind—warm laughter, promises never meant to hurt each other. But in the present… everything felt weighed down by vows and the word "fiancée."
Akin stood silently nearby, sensing her hesitation.
"Noona… are you afraid of me?" he asked softly, pain flickering in his eyes.
Noona shook her head, but her heart raced.
"I'm not afraid… I'm just… confused. I don't know how much a past life should influence my present."
Ilda held Noona's hand tightly.
"You don't have to decide right now. You have the right to choose your own path… and I'll be here, no matter what."
Silence filled the room again, this time carrying both hope and hidden pain.