Feeling their paces of thought were different, Sarang was bewildered.

His eyes heated up again.

It felt like the climax of a horror movie was approaching.

Why did the words “Save me” come to mind?

“Don’t worry.”

Did he say that to hear the words inside her mouth?

Wondering how he knew her thoughts, Sarang blinked, and he continued, “Even if it’s not slow, I plan to do it for a very long time.”

“…What?”

While watching her struggle to grasp the meaning, Dohan gently raised the corners of his lips.

“Because I love you a lot.”

As if to prove those words, he sought Sarang’s lips.
As if it had been a place she stayed just a little while ago, yet missed for a long time, she fervently spread kisses.

Starting from the lips, the fiery breath spread throughout her body, and the sight of Dohan became increasingly distant before her eyes.

The words she couldn’t say earlier mixed with unbearable breath, and once again, her throat tightened.

“Help me, please.”

Sarang, who had just opened her eyes, found the morning sunlight unfamiliar.

She used to go for a workout every morning at 6, whether it was a weekday or weekend. So lying in bed until late was a rare occasion.

Due to her sore body, she couldn’t ignore that this was Dohan’s apartment.

Also, the fact that they passionately made love last night.

His words about planning to do it for a very long time were indeed true.

She worried that it might not be long before daylight broke.

Eventually, she couldn’t even summon the strength to lift a finger, let alone go wash up.

She couldn’t go wash up when she didn’t have the strength to even open her heavy eyelids.

He wiped her body with a towel.

Despite feeling like she might fall asleep soon due to the warm, wet towel, the warmth quickly disappeared, and she shivered.

She didn’t feel embarrassed at all.

Because she felt cherished by him, she quietly lay there.

Above all, it was comfortable not having to get up and go to the bathroom after that.

Afterward, he dressed her in comfortable clothes and went to wash up while she fell asleep.

And now, she opened her eyes.

“Are you awake?”

Seemingly waiting for her, Dohan approached the bed.

“What time is it?”

“10 o’clock.”

“What?”

Surprised, Sarang sat up.

Even though she hadn’t gotten out of bed or even lowered herself, there was no part that didn’t hurt.

When her face wrinkled involuntarily, Dohan sat in front of her and handed her a mug.

“It’s honey water. Drink it.”

“But I’ve had enough alcohol.”

To pretend that she spent the night with him because she was drunk, Sarang acted like everything was normal.

“You seem thirsty. Because I bothered you so much.”

When Dohan tidied her messy hair, Sarang quickly took the cup.

Even his gentle touch caused her body to react.

Her heart raced, and she felt thirsty, so she gulped down the honey water.

Now fully awake, she belatedly felt embarrassed, and her face turned red.

“Do you remember?”

“W-Well, yes.”

“Thank goodness. It would be terrible if I were garbage who did terrible things to a drunk girlfriend.”

“I don’t think I called you garbage yesterday.”

Sarang narrowed her eyes, feeling unfairly treated.

Even if she were drunk, she wouldn’t have said such things.

“It was someone else, not you.”

“Someone else? Who?”

She didn’t remember everything.

With a low sigh, Dohan looked embarrassed.

He thought she would remember what happened at the company dinner, but apparently not.

Although he planned to tell her after going to work on Monday, thinking she remembered, he brought it up earlier.
Unable to avoid it, Dohan decided to let Sarang know about the mistake she had made.

Perhaps it would be less shocking if she knew and received a beating on purpose.

“Do you remember telling your teammates yesterday that you have a boyfriend?”

Feeling upset by whoever called Dohan garbage, Sarang nodded a little late at the suddenly changed topic.

“When you said you had a bad breakup but were getting back together, everyone was worried. They must think that guy definitely cheated on you or maybe hit you. If you accept such a man again…”

Sarang was bewildered.

She seemed to have heard such words, but the memory wasn’t clear.

Seeing scenes where people sent her worried glances sporadically rising, it seemed his words weren’t false.

“Then, Manager Se said that. That a person like that is garbage.”

“…I’m sorry.”

Alcohol was the problem.

Why did she drink without a plan like that yesterday?

It wasn’t because the dinner menu was Korean beef; she had been in a good mood since the morning.

When she commuted to work with Dohan, she felt like she had turned twenty again.

She recalled the time when they used to date by taking buses or subways, and she felt excited all day.

So, she ended up talking about unnecessary things, such as her ex-boyfriend.

Right next to her boyfriend, Dohan.

She couldn’t lift her head to him; an apology seemed insufficient.

“I apologized even in the taxi yesterday.”

“D-Did you?”

Sarang seemed awkward, as she couldn’t even remember that.

The fragmented film in her mind seemed to be pieced together arbitrarily.

Some of them were hidden in places that couldn’t be found.

“I’m okay with becoming trash. There’s another problem.”

“Yes? What kind of problem…”

It seemed to be about the story of the missing film, so Sarang tensed.

She was afraid to hear what might be the lost memory.

“Your boyfriend.”

What about my boyfriend?

What could be a bigger problem than becoming trash, Sarang wondered.

“I told them about me. To my teammates.”

Sarang’s frozen face soon distorted.

How could she do that, even though they promised not to mention the fact that they were dating? She was about to pour out words of resentment, but he opened his mouth again.

“You should tell them directly.”

In an instant, Sarang felt like the world was spinning around her.

It wasn’t the alcohol; it was me who was the problem.