The lamps in the court finally came to life, flickering around them like fireflies in the spring. The stars were now dull from their spot in their own world.
Mingyu was normally rational, he normally told his patients that things weren't always fluff and positivity, but maybe it was the silent night, or the look in Wonwoo's eyes that made him start a promise he couldn't guarantee he could keep. He felt the stars would forgive him even if he betrayed his doctor's oath.
"Then I will. I won't let you go as a forgotten tragedy."