LOGINI did not know how to respond, so I just nodded again. "Thank you."Seeing that Damian had nothing more to say, I waved at him and prepared to leave.The moment I turned around, Damian finally mustered his courage. "Elara, I still want to formally apologize to you."He smiled bitterly. "You know, my dad always had high expectations of me from childhood. While being harsh on myself, I couldn't help transferring those same expectations onto you.”"You were always good, beautiful, and smart. But when I was with you, I instinctively spoke to you the way my dad spoke to me, with criticism and put-downs."He said a lot, repeatedly breaking down his helplessness and pain, his struggles, and circumstances beyond his control.I listened quietly, feeling nothing, and finally managed only one word."Okay."Faced with my cold response, Damian suddenly looked up, his expression sorrowful. "Elara, even though I had my reasons, you still can't forgive me?"I nodded. "Right."Why should the
"So, this time, I won't believe you again."Later, I moved out of Lily's place and used my writing income to buy a small house. I painted all the walls pink, filled my bedroom with stuffed animals, and made everything as colorful and whimsical as possible.This time, no one would criticize me for it.I stopped going home. Even during the holidays, I made excuses about working overtime and spent New Year's alone in my little house.Mom learned her lesson and truly stopped trying to push Damian and me back together. Though she could not help but lament. "Elara, do you think if I hadn't interfered between you and Damian back then, would we be closer now?"Sometimes, she even begged me. "Elara, please come see me just once. I absolutely won't invite Damian this time."She was getting old. I could hear the sincerity in her aging, raspy voice.However, the hurt she caused me would not disappear just because she grew older. So, when she pleaded, I could only choose silence.Later, I m
This became one of the most regrettable decisions of my life. Because when I stepped through the door, I saw Damian.Mom greeted me with a smile. "You're back! Damian made your favorite dishes.”"He's so thoughtful. He knows you like pink things, so he even came over these past few days to redecorate your room!"Damian brought dishes to the table, his eyes full of barely concealed amusement. "You're too kind, ma'am."The two of them echoed each other harmoniously, as if nothing had happened.I gripped my luggage tightly, struggling to keep my voice steady. "Mom, didn't you say you wouldn't interfere with anything between Damian and me?"Mom avoided my gaze and stammered, "I just thought it was such a shame. Damian is such a good kid. You should give him another chance."That feeling of helplessness that followed me for over 20 years surged uncontrollably once again.Everyone stood up for Damian. The whole world felt sorry for him. However, no one ever wondered how I felt. No on
Later, when I broke free from the cage he built around me and emerged from my cocoon, this acknowledgment finally came. But it came at the wrong time.I did not need it anymore. I understood clearly now that I was worthy.Not because others praised me, but because I was inherently deserving.That truth did not require anyone's validation.I thanked Damian politely. "Thank you. I know I'm remarkable."Damian spoke urgently. "Then, Elara, can you come back to me now?""I acknowledge you're impressive now. I won't talk to you the way I used to."I did not answer his question. Instead, I told him about my life after leaving."Damian, do you know something?”"After I left you, I realized that eating slowly doesn't get criticized. You can wear short skirts even if your thighs aren't stick-thin. What I write might not be perfect, but people still read it."Damian seemed to remember something. His face paled inch by inch.He was always composed and strategic, but now he looked unusu
He looked down at me, casting me in shadow. "If you just come back to me, I can let bygones be bygones.""You have no job, average looks, and poor abilities. How are you going to survive without me?"I laughed bitterly and shook off his hand. "Damian, we've already broken up.”"How I live my life is my own business. Please stop judging me so freely."Just then, a staff member waved at me from across the room. I walked straight ahead, ignoring Damian completely.I thought Damian would finally give up and back off. But as I sat on the stage preparing my speech, he appeared again like a bad penny.Damian looked anxious. He grabbed my hand and tried to drag me outside.It hurt. I yanked my hand away angrily. "Damian, what the hell do you want?"Damian frowned and said in a low voice, "Elara, even if you're a huge fan of Carefree, this isn't the place to act out.”"The seat you're sitting in belongs to Carefree. Have you considered that showing up like this and sitting in her seat
The truth was, Mom and I never had a particularly close relationship.Mom was strong-willed and ambitious, determined to turn me into someone exceptional. She was practically a copy of Damian.Her most frequent refrain was, "Look at Damian. He's good at everything. You need to listen to him more if you want to improve."Later, when she found out Damian and I were together, she kept hammering it into me. "Being with Damian is good for you. With your qualities, you won't find anyone better."I came from a single-parent household. Over the years, even though Mom loved tearing me down, she still raised me. Because of that, I always obeyed her.Yet this time, I wanted to be true to myself.The days away from Damian felt bright and clear.Even my editor praised me. "Carefree, your writing has been exceptionally good lately.""Carefree" was my pen name.When I chose it years ago, I hoped I could live carefree and unburdened, no longer trapped by other people's judgments. But the li







