Chapter 3 · free to read
One mother. Both of them. Not half-sisters at all — and the reason had been torn off and taken away twenty years ago by somebody who did not want it read.
One thread. Two pairs of hands. The cloth could tell, and it would not lie about it.
Neither of them knew. That was the thing that undid Seo-yeon in the end — not the letter, but finding out that her sister had spent nineteen years believing there was a reason and never once being told it.
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