[NEW] [Playb Yoo Ha-min's Bing-ui-geul] Red Promise Episode 1

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I thought my breath had stopped. No, it definitely had. With my cold fingertips and dry lips, my pulse cooling down, I accepted my own death. It was surprisingly quiet. I didn't get scared or start sobbing. I just thought, ah— it's over now.

 

But why, the place I opened my eyes to just now…

 

 

“… This room, this room…?”

 

 

A neatly arranged room with white wallpaper. The light streaming through the windows was warm and soft like midday sunlight, but I felt cold instead. What covered my eyes was a gorgeous silk quilt, and the cloth wrapped around my fingertips was the wedding dress I had been wearing since I was young. Everything seemed familiar yet unfamiliar, and unfamiliar yet clear. I knew this room.

 

The night before my wedding. The room where I waited for the bride's first day. And the very next day, I died.

 

 

"It is said that the day before the wedding, his illness rapidly worsened and he passed away."

 

 

That was the last sentence that stuck with me. No one questioned it, no one looked deeper. Not even I. I just thought my life ended there.

 

A marriage entangled in political ties. The marriage partner was Yu Ha-min, the youngest son of Lord Yu. Ha-min never smiled at me, and I always bowed my head in front of him. I had learned not to raise my head, and I didn't want to. He knew before anyone else that my presence was uncomfortable for him.

 

 

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The first words Ha Min said to me were, “This marriage will be a punishment to some.” Punishment. With those words, all emotions were cut off, and I quietly lowered my eyes until the end. Even after I died, he did not allow me to visit him even once.

Yes, it was understandable. I was a burden to him, a shackle, a chain that bound his hands and feet. There was no reason to like him or put in effort.

 

…But why here again?

 

This was definitely the day before. The angle at which the sunlight shined on the jar, the scent of plum blossoms spreading through the hallway, even the sound of my eldest daughter's busy footsteps coming from the kitchen. Everything was the same as the night before I died.

No, it was the same. Without a single error. I woke up again. In the same room, in the same place, at the same time where I had died. This time, something had to be different. No, it would definitely be different.

 

I will not be dragged along obediently any longer.
I won't wait or expect anything.
No matter where this wedding takes me, this time I will be the first to let go.

 

 

Yes, at least in this life I—

I will dump him first.

 

 

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