That girl took her life and her body.
She had built a perfect life, which was then taken from her.
And yet that girl had taken everything from her.
She had cherished the girl like a sister and treated her with kindness.
In the end, the girl became her and she became the girl — both were imprisoned for crimes they had never committed.
No matter how much she screamed, no one recognized her.
Her body and mind were worn down piece by piece until she finally began to wish for death.
And then—
A man appeared.
“Isabel?”
Because he was the only person who recognized her, her heart, which had long since stopped beating, started again.
—
“Is it really… Isabel?”
As this unbelievable reality felt like a dream, Isabel slowly reached out and cupped his cheek.
“Again…”
For a moment, Arkin’s violet eyes trembled.
She found herself thinking how beautiful they were.
“Say my name again.”
With a voice thick with tears, she pleaded.
“I… Isabel…”
