“What do you think about women who sell their bodies?”

What Yoojin brought up was totally unexpected. Gaeul was unable to speak easily. This was not a question that she could answer easily. All sorts of thoughts overlapped on top of Yoojin’s face. By selling their bodies, did she mean what Gaeul was thinking of? If so, why would she ask such a question? Was she suffering because of something that happened because of inevitable circumstances?

“Wait. You seem to have the misunderstanding that it’s about me, but it’s not.”

Yoojin stroked down her face, saying that she was sorry for saying that out of nowhere.

“Can you keep it a secret?”

“Unless you want me to, I will never tell another soul about it.”

“Thanks for saying that. Now, where should I start? I keep feeling like I’m going to cry. I never knew something like that would happen to me.”

“Did it happen to a friend of yours?”

“A friend? If it was a friend, I would have told her to snap out of it. It happened to someone much closer to me than that. No, rather than ‘happened’, ‘causing’ is the right word for it.”

Yoojin bit her thumb....