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‘Fuck’ “What’s wrong? I’m just getting my breakfast as you said” Jiwoon looked at Yenn, eyes already flaming with lust. “The fuck! How am I your breakfast?! Are you a Cannibal?!” Yenn curse him endlessly trying to kick him away resisting him but—it felt satisfying seeing the person in front of him trying to get away but he can't.

In that diary, “Hey! Bo Ra… today I deceived you. I am not intended to deceive you. But I hope that I will gain more money and come to you again. I just go with her to gain money. I will be back at you. Hey! I am again. I deceived you. But Eun Hee… she deceived me too. I don’t have any place to go. I don’t have anything with me. I am just here with my heart filled with love by you. At the next page, I reached Seoul. I wanted to go on date with you again. But you are not even talking with me. I saw you with Hyun Joo. I know that he is your best friend. But now he looks different to me.

As soon as she thought this, a girl not much older than her appeared before her. The girl was dressed beautifully. The pink hanbok (Korean traditional clothing) that the girl wore looked familiar. On closer inspection, Yuna could tell that it was one of her favorite dresses. Yuna felt irritated looking at her dress being worn by her cousin, Haemi. It was inevitable that Yuna would meet Haemi someday. She just didn’t expect to meet her so soon.

Jae He's agreed as she took a magazine from Hana's side. Reading its contents, she frowned deeply and quickly closed it up, tossing it back on the desk. "Hey, be gentle! This is a Prime Yoo's Limited edition magazine. Do you know how much I suffered to get this? Huh?!" Hana took up the magazine, handling it with great care. "Sorry!" Jae Hwa shrugged,she wasn't really interested in the magazine's origin. "A Yoo's Limited edition? Let me see!" Nari stood up and walked nimbly to the desk.

A glow of shapes coalesced around the girl in a wide fan. No, not a fan. Tails, as bright and pale as the moon. She looked like a warrior queen, fierce and unforgiving. And as untouchable as the ghostly tails dancing behind her. Memories flooded Jihoon of Halmeoni reading him fables from the yellowed pages of her books. Stories where foxes lived forever. Where they became beautiful women to entice unsuspecting men. Where those men never survived. Now he understood why the dokkaebi had called her yeowu—fox.

Min remained silent, watching the breakdown. "A one-room, one-parlor house in the rural outskirts of Gyeonggi-do," Hoon whispered. "It smelled of mold and sewage. We ate stale rice every night. Sometimes we didn't eat at all because she," he pointed a trembling finger at his mother, "spent whatever money she got on clothes so she could look presentable when she stalked her numerous boyfriends."

The teacher tells her, "In her free time, she liked reading novels." "What kind of novels?" Ahn Hana's gaze stops on one of the group photos. In this picture, Noh Kyung-Hee was looking at a dark-haired girl with sharp eyes. The dark-haired girl was holding Kyung-Hee's arm. Kyung-Hee was laughing in the picture while the girl looked glum for some reason.

"What if it's not Park Haewon? Could be some other demon." "Check out the birth dates of the women," Yoseob said smugly. Joonjae checked the file again. His mouth fell in shock. "They were…" he started. "Born on sixth of June, 1955," Yoseob finished for him. "Same date as your mother." Joonjae was speechless. Was it all a coincidence? "We should talk with the husband of this one," Joonjae decided. "Lee Shinah's husband survived didn't he?"

I'm going to be crazy soon. "Yeongseo is the western, inland region of Gangwon Province, South Korea, and Kangwon Province, North Korea. It is divided from the coastal Yeongdong region by the Taebaek Mountains. The name yeongseo reflects this distinction; it literally means west of the passes." Atlas said to everyone as he got off from his horse. He took a side-way glance at Catherine. She was acting so cold. He sighed silently. So she isn't glad to know it's me?

YOO-MI’s POV I woke up to the smell of Grandma cooking my favorite bokkeumbap, mixed with the smell of bacon and sausages. My head still pounding from all the crying I did last night. Honey laid beside me where Jeonghan should have been. My daughter refused to leave me, to sleep in her own room. She said she wanted to comfort me, but she said she didn’t know how, so she just stayed beside me and gave me the sweetest hug and kissed me every time.