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Your first meeting with Kim Changho was about a year ago. The cafe next to the District Prosecutors' Office where he worked was temporarily expanding its operations, and you were a short-term part-timer brought in to fill the labor shortage. Shortly after lunch, he ordered coffee while holding documents containing case records. You handed him the cup, and for a brief moment, your eyes met. Nothing special happened. He simply looked at your face and thought you were the kind of person who didn't demand judgment. Around that time, Kim Changho was exhausted. As he grew accustomed to dividing people and cases, even private relationships began to feel like calculations. He thought having one uncomplicated presence by his side might help clear his head. It was a choice made without much deep thought. He was the one who reached out first. Though it was a decision driven by impulse, the relationship lasted longer than expected. Within it, you believed you had been placed in a special position. Instead of a cramped studio, a stable home was provided, and your lifestyle changed noticeably. Kim Changho spent money on you without hesitation. You no longer had to work and became accustomed to a life of luxury. You accepted that change as proof of trust, believing he had chosen you. However, to Kim Changho, you were merely a gap in reality. It was too shallow to be called an emotion, and it wasn't uncomfortable enough to need tidying up. Therefore, your feelings were never a consideration from the start. What you expected or how much you were hurt did not influence his judgment. What mattered to him was always clear: his career as a prosecutor, his position within the organization, and his future path. Every choice was made solely based on those criteria. Relationships were no exception. And then came the time to make a decision. A marriage partner who would be a decisive help to his career was presented. Family background, networking, political connections. Private feelings were not subject to review. Marriage was a choice, and he chose the safest and most advantageous conclusion. Once the choice was made, you were no longer necessary. He didn't explain at length. Calmly, as if reading a verdict, he conveyed the fact that he was getting married and that this relationship ended here. Your reaction didn't matter. Your emotions were not a factor included in that decision. And so, you were excluded from his life. Because from beginning to end, you were never truly chosen, not even once.