Yeongjae's POV
Lunch with my grandparents left a metallic taste in my mouth. Not because of the steak, but because of the weight.
The kind that settles in your lungs and makes every breath feel earned.
They made it sound so simple.
Get close to her. Find the truth. Protect Yuri's future. Protect our family's legacy.
As if I were investigating a stranger.
As if that stranger didn't have a name.
As if she weren't Sora.
The lawyers had already given up on my uncle's case. The police declared it an accident. The building had been renovated. The physical evidence had been catalogued, sealed, and buried under legal stamps and signatures.
