When the Clock Strikes|Pi Han Ul x Reader|

(S02) Chapter 5

I shook my head. "I have my own home. I don't need a family anymore."

She stared at me for a long moment before sighing. Then, almost casually, she added, "Harin will be moving out soon anyway. She's getting married to Han wool. She'll be gone soon, so you won't have to deal with her for long."

Something about the way she said it made my stomach twist.

I wasn't breathing.

The name echoed in my head over and over, the weight of it pressing against my chest.

Han Wool.

Engaged.

To Harin.

Something inside me cracked.

I forced my voice to remain steady. "Do you... have pictures?"

Joo Won raised a brow at my sudden request but didn't question it. Instead, she pulled out her phone, scrolled through her gallery, and turned the screen toward me.

And there he was.

Han Wool.

Standing beside Harin, smiling.

He looked happy. So happy. The kind of happiness I once thought belonged to us.

And on his hand-

A ring.

I felt like I was suffocating.

My fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table as I stared at the screen.

This wasn't a mistake.

This wasn't some cruel misunderstanding.

Han Wool was engaged. To Harin.

And I?

I was nothing.

I didn't say a word. I didn't ask how it happened. I didn't demand answers.

Because at that moment, nothing mattered.

I stood up slowly. Joo Won looked at me with slight confusion. "Ye Na?"

I ignored her.

My legs felt weak, my chest tightening with emotions I couldn't name.

I turned and walked out of the café.

I didn't know where I was going.

I just needed to get away.

Away from this. Away from the unbearable weight pressing down on me.

Because Han Wool-

The person I had spent years waiting for-

Had already moved on.
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I lay in my bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, my mind a whirlwind of disbelief and betrayal. The room was dark except for the faint glow of my phone screen beside me, but I hadn't touched it in a while.

I couldn't.

Not when my entire world had just collapsed around me.

Han Wool.

Engaged.

To her.

To Harin.

The cousin who had done nothing but torment me since I was a child. The one person I could never trust.

I turned onto my side, clutching my blanket as if it could shield me from the thoughts tearing through my mind.

This wasn't just about him moving on.