Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

“Blair.”

Herdine, who had been watching her anxiously, touched her slender arm, then suddenly grabbed it. He bit his lip in frustration at his own emotional outburst.

Blair’s arm, now held by him, felt fragile, and he was afraid that applying too much pressure might break it.

Herdine calmed down his rising emotions and, while still holding her arm, released some of the tension in his grip.

“…You’re in a frenzy right now. Calm down and stop—”

“No, I don’t want to.”

Before he could finish his sentence, Blair pulled her arm away from his grasp, resisting him. Herdine’s pupils flickered with uncertainty.

Blair looked him straight in the eye and continued speaking.

“If finding my memories means clearing my unjust reputation, I’ll do it. And if it turns out to be the truth, I’ll bear that resentment for a lifetime.”

She didn’t want to become a sinner, trapped in a past where she couldn’t remember and didn’t know the truth.

“I was, too.”

“…”

“I suffered, too.”

“…”

“It was scary to doubt the one who loved me so much and my mother, to confirm the truth… But now, I don’t want to live in ignorance just because it’s hard and scary.”

In the end, even if it was destined to end, she didn’t want to run away, like she had in her past life.

Herdine’s trembling hand, which had been looking into Blair’s teary eyes, made her tears run down her cheeks. He tightened his hand that was moving on its own.

While she had looked at him with eyes that could cry at any moment, it was the first time she had shown tears. It was an unexpected sight and one that he no longer wanted to fight against. He couldn’t in the first place.

“…I made a mistake.”

His low voice echoed in the quiet room.

“I forgot that our contract was based on cooperation. Trust is also necessary for that cooperation.”

“…”

“In the future, I won’t doubt you or question you like I did today.”

Blair stared at him as he calmly apologized.

Although she had faced him head-on, not wanting to repeat the same relationship as in her past life, she had never imagined that he would accept it so easily.

Inwardly, she felt relieved.

If, back then, she had confronted him despite her fear…

Would our fate have been different? Would we have avoided this long, winding path?

Now, she couldn’t answer those questions.

“For now, get some rest. You’re tired.”

Blair did as he said and lay down on the bed. She had gone out for the first time in a while, met strangers, and even collapsed. She was tired, to say the least.

Herdine, seeing Blair pull the blanket over herself, got up and approached the fireplace.

As Blair peeked out from under the covers, watching his back with a puzzled expression, he suddenly asked a question.

“Are you scared of lighting the fireplace?”

Taken aback by his abrupt question, Blair couldn’t respond immediately.

It was because of the accident that she had become afraid, but she had never admitted it to anyone and had tried to hide it, especially since Katrina disliked bringing it up.

“For now, go to sleep.”

Herdine lit a piece of paper with the lighter next to the fireplace and threw it inside.

In case Blair had another seizure, he was ready to extinguish the fire immediately, but after a while, contrary to his worries, he heard her calm breathing. Occasionally, there was the sound of a dry cough.

When the flames on the logs had stabilized, Herdine added a few more pieces of wood and then sat down next to the sleeping Blair.
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The warmth that had started to fill the room seemed to be fading, and Blair’s pale cheeks were regaining a faint flush. The peaceful figure of her sleeping resembled that of a girl.

Just like the day he had first met her.

Above her, the voice of Esmeralda that he had heard once came to mind.

“It’s not that child’s fault, you know. Blair is a good child, regardless of what her mother is like. Don’t you think so too?”

Suddenly, he recalled the day he had first met Blair.

More precisely, it was a week after their first meeting.

After New Year’s, a week later, Herdine returned to the Empress’s Palace. He had brought the rabbit fur earmuffs that Blair had lent him.

Herdine extended the rabbit fur earmuffs to Esmeralda. She raised an eyebrow.

“Oh my, where did you find such a cute thing? You didn’t prepare it as a gift for me, did you?”

“It was lent to me by Her Highness, the Empress. She hoped you would like it, so I brought it.”

“Blair? When?”

“…Didn’t you hear?”

“What’s the story? Blair didn’t say a word?”

The Empress was displeased that her niece hadn’t made a good impression. So, naturally, Herdine had thought that recounting that day’s events would earn him praise.

Suddenly, he remembered what Blair had said to him that day.

“I’ll keep today’s events a secret.”

She had really not told anyone, not even Esmeralda. Despite the opportunity for praise she had longed for.

Herdine was dumbfounded by this fact.

“What happened with Blair?”