Why are you really here?" Hana asked, arms crossed, her gaze steady.
"To remind you who you are."
"No," she said, her voice cold steel. "You're here because you're afraid. Because I got away. And you can't stand that."
He smirked, but it faltered. "You think this marriage makes you powerful?"
"No. It reminded me that I already was."
She stepped closer, unshaken. "I survived you. I rebuilt from the ashes you left. And now—I decide what comes next."
She turned away without waiting for his response.
Mi-Ho joined her, sliding his fingers into hers. "You heard her. Don't come back."
The man hesitated, swallowed hard, then disappeared into the shadows.
That was the day Hana reclaimed everything:Her voice.Her future.Her name.