Uijae stared, almost mesmerized, at Lee Sayoung and the version of Cha Uijae in his arms. It was a familiar face, one he recognized as his own, yet it didn’t feel real. It felt like a scene from a movie.

His gaze shifted to Lee Sayoung. Sayoung's eyes were unfocused, as if he were grasping at something in the void. The face in front of Uijae felt strangely familiar, but not because he had just seen it. It reminded him of something from much earlier... and then it hit him.

"Ah."

‘Finally, I can give up.’

Yes, it was the …