From chapter one.
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The words hung in the wrecked apartment, and for a moment Jihan simply stared at him, certain he'd misheard.
"What?"
"Seo-yeon." Jae-min's voice was flat, stripped of everything but the bare shape of the name. "My sister. You broke up with her over text and never gave her a single reason why. She sat on her bedroom floor two days later with a piece of broken glass in her hand, and I was the one who found her." His jaw worked, the anger and the guilt still grinding against each other beneath his skin. "That's what I never told you. That's who I am. Han Jae-min. Not Lee. I lied about my name the very first morning you gave me a ride, because I needed you to never connect me to her."
Jihan's knees nearly gave out.
