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... and Lee Sa-young."
Silence fell. In the chilly dawn air, only the sound of crickets chirping filled the stillness. Jung Bin stared blankly at the black mask.
There were so many things he wanted to say to J. So many things he wanted to ask. How did he escape from the West Sea Rift? When did he get out? Was he okay? If he had been alive, why hadn't he contacted him sooner?
He sifted through the words buried in those eight years. He agonized over what to say, what to ask, an ...
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