She thought her life was finished. That was the last time she breathed. That was the last she saw the world and the only witnesses of her suicide were the moon and the comet.

At least that's what she thought.

Her heart was still beating. She slowly opened her eyes, everything looked blurry. Her whole body was warm and she felt herself laying on a comfortable bed. She felt weak to turn her head or eyes.

Her sight was getting clear as seconds passed. She finally saw a room. A big spacious room that was almost like one apartment. She was laying on a king sized bed, comfy blanket tugged inside and pillows beside her. The ceiling over was white in color. The temperature around was temperate for her. In a word, she felt comfortable.

She felt something strange with her hand as if something was touching her. She slowly turned her head to her left and saw a man; resting his head on the edge of the bed, holding her hand. For a minute, Myeong Jo didn’t budge. She was so weak to even think inside her mind.

The man beside was sleeping with his head burried to the edge, holding her soft hand. She tried to remember what happened.

Then all hit her straight. She recalled everything! Her sorrowful life, her brother, her decision to end her life. She even recalled that she jumped. And there's no way anyone was gonna survive that fall. She clearly remembered that she was falling down the cliff. She was practically dying.

Then how come she's here? Why was she still breathing? Why on earth was she still alive? Was she back to her hell life?

She began taking deep breaths. Not knowing what to do or not. She slowly regained her energy, enough to talk or move her limbs. She pulled her hand away from the man's grip quickly. By the sudden movement, the man woke up too. His eyes widened to see her, full of shock.

Myeong Jo firstly didn’t want to wake him up. Now that he's up and staring at her, she couldn’t help but to look at him too.

“M-Myeong Jo-ah? You're awake?” The man asked, hopping on the bed. His lips had the brightest smile as if he found a light in the darkness.

Her eyes were still locked with his.

“Oh my God! Thank Goodness. You're up, my Jagiya...” saying, he pulled her to his chest and covered her completely inside his embrace.

Shocked by his action and touch, she wanted to push him away and scream. But she was too weak to do that. A lot of things were going inside her mind.

First of all, she didn’t know him. Second, right now, she should be dead then why was she here? Third, why was the man calling her Jagiya?

Among thinking all these in her mind, she heard him saying, “I'm so sorry. I shouldn’t have let you go hiking all alone. If I was there with you, you wouldn't had fallen. I'm so sorry.”

That's it!

She pushed him away and moved away from him. The man was surprised to see her reaction. Myeong Jo didn’t know what to say so after calculating many words, the first thing she said was,

“L-Look, I think you've mistaken me for s-someone else.”

His eyes widened and blinked a few times, confused.

“I-I am not...who you are thinking to be. I'm sorry, do I know you?” she asked.

The man's jaw dropped in shock. He stared at her for a while and let out, “M-Myeong Jo, I'm your husband.”

The word husband made Myeong Jo fall from the sky. Husband? Hers? When? How? Why?

She clutched her eyebrows, “H-Husband?”

He nodded slowly.

“No. I never married anyone.” she said.

“Where's my brother? Yoon Gi Oppa?” she called him, thinking he was here.

The man worriedly asked then, “Are you okay? Do you need more rest?”

Before she could say something, the large door opened, revealing a doctor and two guards. Was this an ancient era? Why did they have guards instead of security?

“Ah, Doctor. Right on time! Please check my wife. She's...I don't know, acting different.” The man stood up from the bed to allow the doctor to sit.

“It's okay, Your Majesty.” The doctor smiled.

Myeong Jo surprisingly asked, “M-Majesty?”

All of them looked at her.

“Is something wrong, Your Highness?” the doctor asked her politely.

Did he just call her Your Highness?

“Why are you calling me Your Highness?” she was totally clueless about this mess.

The doctor chuckled at her. She looked at the man who was just surprised.

“Because you are the Queen of The Kingdom of Busan. Shouldn’t I call you that?” the doctor chuckled.

All Myeong Jo knew was she was not someone they were thinking. Queen? Busan? Kingdom? Husband? Hiking? None of them made sense.

She held her head in between her hands as the headache was increasing more with unknown questions. She just wanted to go back. Go back to her brother. What was going on?

“Are you okay, Your Highness?” the doctor asked.

“Myeong Jo, tell him if you are having any problem.” The man urged her a bit.

Myeong Jo didn’t reply. She was so confused, lost inside her own thoughts.

Finally she spoke, “Look! I am not your wife!” She pointed her finger at him then pointed at the doctor, “I am also not The Queen! I don't know what the hell is going on. But I don't think I am in the right place. You guys are mistaking me for someone else. I'm not even supposed to be living right now. I was dying! I don't know what's going on.”

The room filled with an awkward silence. Everyone blankly stared at their ill queen, confused.

The doctor gulped down and looked at the man. The man's face was showing no expression but inside his heart was thumping to see his wife like this.

“Then, can you tell me how many fingers I am holding?” He held out 3 of his fingers up.

“3.” Myeong Jo rolled her eyes.

He put his hand down, “Now can you tell us your name?”

She gulped slightly, “M-Min Myeong Jo.”

“Ah, I see. Then do you know this man over here?” he pointed to the man.

She shook her head.

“Y-You don't remember me?” The man asked surprisedly in a painful voice.

“Your Majesty, let me handle this.” The doctor assured him.

“Now Miss, what's the last thing you remember?” He asked, smiling.

Myeong Jo thought for some seconds before answering, “T-That I was falling down.”

“I see. You don't remember that you are The Queen?” He asked.

She shook her head.

The doctor sighed and looked at the man.

“Your Majesty, what I think is Your Highness may be suffering from amnesia.”

The man's lips parted in complete shock. He had never imagined this. She saw the man's face breaking down into pieces and him trying his best not to act weak. Poor guy.

“You see, she remembers that she fell down from the cliff. But she doesn’t remember anything else before that. Her head injury caused this.” The doctor kept explaining.

Myeong Jo was taking a quick scan of everything. What was going on? What was happening? How did they know she fell down from the cliff? Did they rescue her from there? Why did he say she had amnesia? She remembered everything, from her birth to that night. Then why?

“I'm so sorry, Your Majesty. My sympathies are with you. But don't worry. If you show her things around, the things she used to do, if you try to make her remember all those, she may find her memory back. And you've to adjust and believe what she says. You must listen to her and support her every word. She needs your care the most.” The doctor advised the man.

The man lowered his head, trying not to cry.

“T-thank you.” He managed to let out.

The doctor bowed to him and then the guards took him out of the room, leaving both of them alone once again in the room. 

Myeong Jo sat straight on the bed. She was so confused that she wasn’t moving at all. She didn’t even look at the man.

The man too didn’t find the courage to look at her. He calmed himself down and wiped his eyes in a second. He looked at Myeong Jo and said,

“D-do you want to eat something?”

She got startled by his question. Though she was hungry like a bear, she shook her head. He seemed to win her a little just by that little question.

The man sat down on the edge of the bed, making it creak a little. Myeong Jo felt uncomfortable but she didn’t show it. He remained quiet for a moment before speaking in the most soft, gentle voice she ever heard, 

“I'm Park Jimin. The King of The Kingdom of Busan.”

Myeong Jo looked at him blankly. She liked his name. All she could was just to nod.

“I-I know you don't remember me. But you and I were married. About 2 years ago.” he blushed while saying. He didn’t know how to work things out with her. So he started with something she might like.

Without any reason, Myeong Jo felt herself blushing too.

“I'll leave you to rest now.” He stood up from the bed. Then he made his way out of the spacious room, closing the door.

Myeong Jo laid her back on the bed. Nothing was clicking inside her head. Why was all of these happening? Maybe if she got some rest, she'll be able to figure out more. So slowly she took a deep breath and forced herself to sleep.

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As the beautiful morning sun rays fell on her sleeping face, the room filled with sweet aroma of jasmine flower and temperate wind; causing her to wake up. Myeong Jo opened her eyes and sat upright slowly. For the first time in her life, she finally had a comforting beautiful sleep. She was feeling so relaxed as if nothing happened.

She stretched her arms. She relaxed her shoulders by loosening them a bit. However, she was still stressed about the incident. What exactly happened?

Suddenly there was a knock in the door. Myeong Jo definitely didn’t expect someone to come. Clearing her voice, she said, “Come in.”

The door opened and revealed Jimin. He was smiling at her. His smile was so real. Myeong Jo bit her lips awkwardly.

“You awake?” he asked and entered the room.

He had this beautiful smile in his lips all the time. He stood beside her bed and looked at her, “Are you okay now? Feeling better?”

She nodded slowly.

He pulled the curtains away, reaviling the beautiful nature right outside. The whole room became more brighter as the sound of sweet birds chirping filled in.

“So what do you want to eat?” he asked excitedly with a clap.

Myeong Jo stared at him.

“Are you not upset?” She asked with somehow seriously.

“About what?”

“About everything.”

Jimin's smile turned into a little smile as he lowered his eyes. “We can't help it, can't we? You losing your memory is not anyone’s fault. Why should I be upset? My wife is all alive, safe and sound beside me. I don't need anything else.”

Myeong Jo knew she was about to blush. But she managed to hide them. She cleared her throat and hand-fanned herself, “Why it's so hot around here?”

“What? You feeling shy because I called you my wife?” Jimin cheesily smiled as if he could read her mind.

“No. Not at all.” Myeong Jo lied under her nose.

“Really? You used to love it when I called you like that.” He began chuckling.

Myeong Jo's cheeks couldn’t stop turning pink. “Ah, why are you being so cheesy?”

Jimin just laughed.

“I need a shower.” Myeong Jo stood up from the bed.

“Then I'll inform the maids to prepare for your shower.” Jimin said and she nodded.

He was about to go out of the room when Myeong Jo called him, “Jimin-ssi.”

He turned back to her with a smile. It hurt him to see his wife calling him like that. But what to do?

“C-can you give me a tour around the kingdom?” she asked, trying to sound as gentle as possible.

He nodded, “Of course.”

Then he went out of the room.

Myeong Jo had to figure everything out. She has to look around in order to find clues for the incident. What made her come here? How and why? She clearly remembered everything. But a life different than this life. She had to find out the truth. Because definitely she's somewhere she should not be.