CHAN

She was mine to protect, mine to love, she was all mine.

I hadn't understood what exactly I had been feeling. The inner desperation to keep her safe, to keep her happy had confused me. Nayoung was my wife, it was true, but we hadn't been brought together through the most normal of circumstances.

It hadn't been until she had been shot, until I had nearly lost her that I'd understood just what I'd been feeling.

Love was a strange thing. It had so many definitions, so many meanings and each person loved in a different way.

But one thing was clear.

I loved Nayoung, and she loved me.

THE END