Been months since she left, Minjun couldn’t bring himself to go to Hyemi’s funeral nor to where she had been buried. He was scared to face her.
He really wanted to see her, but Minjun was also scared.
Now after a year, Minjun was only some meters away from where the accident took place. He was heading there with a bouquet of lilies from Jisun in his grip. The plastic that wrapped around the flower stalks was crumpled as Minjun tightened his grip.
Even if it was not the place where Hyemi rested for life, it was still the point where everything turned upside down.
Minjun was inside the car again, this time not only with Chan, Jisun was there with him too. He didn’t know who the driver was, but from the look of it, this guy probably worked at The Raging Race too. They wore a gray uniform
