“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry… Why didn’t you ever tell me?”
Chaeyeon’s heart throbbed with pain, feeling the suffering Bom must have endured alone.
“Bom!”
As Chaeyeon’s long-sealed memories resurfaced one by one, her entire body trembled.
Memories she had tried not to remember—memories she had buried and run from—came flooding back.
Her mind told her this wasn’t right, but her hand was already reaching for Bom’s pale, snow-white breast.
“Haa…”
Bom let out a deep moan, as if this wasn’t the first time she had received Chaeyeon’s caress.
Chaeyeon gently nibbled Bom’s flushed cheek, careful not to hurt her, then slowly laid her down on the spread-out skirt on the floor.
‘What am I supposed to do with you…?’
If Chaeyeon had known about their relationship back when she lived in Bukchon before the Crown Princess selection, she would never have chosen to enter the palace.
A deep sense of regret welled up inside her.
That night, she should have stayed awake—she should have finished reading Chaeyeon’s diary from Joseon until the very end.
It hadn’t been Crown Prince Lee Hyuk who drove her away from home, but rather the impossible love with Bom that had made Chaeyeon leave.
Now, it was too late to turn back… Remorse flooded in.
“I’m sorry I realized it too late.”
At her words, dewdrops formed and fell from Bom’s already wet eyes.
“Bom!”
Unable to resist any longer, Chaeyeon lifted Bom’s skirt and gently stroked her womanhood with her palm.
Her undergarments were already damp.
It must have started from the moment Chaeyeon reached out—Bom had been craving her intensely all along.
“I love you so much… it hurts.”
With tear-filled eyes, Bom looked up at Chaeyeon.
