Before leaving the room, Ha-yoon had said one more thing:
"And yeah… an uninvited guest showed up. Most likely, she's pregnant. We've kept her somewhere far for now. We still don't know what to do. The situation is getting complicated…"
But Anha wasn't paying attention anymore.
All her focus was on the letter in her hand.
She was desperate to read it.
Hyun-woo,
Hyun-woo… that's your husband's name, right? — Kang Ha-joon.
Congratulations on your new life.
And yes, I know you've been waiting for my reply to your proposal for quite some time. Sorry for taking this long. But this letter… carries your answer.
Didn't I tell you? I don't like selfish people—people who forget their past.
Ah, but to you, these must sound like nonsense.
And yes… I truly hate you.
Yours,
Kang Ha-joon
After reading the letter, Anha's first reaction was explosive.
Who the hell is this? And who the fuck dares to send me a letter… dated ten years ago… on the same date—29th February?
One question kept gnawing at her mind.
How does he know the name Hyun-woo?
Ten years ago…
More importantly—she had never cheated, never done anything wrong in her life.
Then what was this?
And on top of that—he hates me?
Tsk. Who cares…
"Nonsense…"
She tried to show anger. But honestly, anyone would be furious.
A letter from some unknown person, dated ten years ago, somehow ending up in her own room—it was absurd.
As she tried to place the letter back, her hand accidentally nudged a photo frame on the wall.
It shifted slightly.
While fixing it, she noticed something behind it—a hidden envelope.
It looked old. Very old.
And from the shape… there was definitely a photo inside.
At that moment, something else caught her attention.
Silence.
Complete silence.
Just moments ago, there had been music, laughter, noise.
So why… was everything suddenly quiet?
Before stepping outside, she decided to open the envelope.
Inside, she found a photograph.
A boy. About fifteen years old.
The moment she saw it—she froze.
It was Kang Ha-joon.
Long black hair, tall frame, well-built even at that age.
And… faint golden eyes.
He was wearing a school uniform.
But something was off.
One of his eyes was covered with a long white bandage.
Anha frowned.
How… have I never seen this before?
They used to be close. Very close.
There was no way she would've missed something like that.
But she quickly shook her head.
This wasn't important.
Things that didn't add value to her life—she never kept them.
That had always been her rule.
Without hesitation, she put the photo back into the envelope, along with the letter.
What a waste of time.
If she had known, she wouldn't have read it in the first place.
She fixed the photo frame back on the wall and prepared to leave the room.
Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.
Every moment of it.
She had worked hard since childhood for a life like this.
And now… she was finally receiving the results.
Near the door, there was a clock.
Ordinary at first glance—but oddly unsettling.
Old. Out of place.
She noticed something strange.
It wasn't showing the same time as the other clocks.
But she ignored it.
Too many unnecessary things were trying to distract her today.
Typical… only happens on important days.
Muttering under her breath, Anha walked forward, holding her gown.
Step by step, she approached the stage.
For the first time, she truly felt the joy of marriage.
And… a hint of shyness.
Tonight would likely become the most important night of her life.
Her friend Chaewon often teased her.
Now a mother of two, she always complained—
"You're really going to stay a virgin your whole life?" Never want to marry, Never date someone?
Anha would laugh and reply,
"I just haven't found someone as pure as me yet."
"Show me one person in this country over 25 who's still a virgin!"
Those were just jokes between friends.
But deep down, Anha believed—
One day, she would meet someone perfect.
Not just an ideal man…
But someone who had preserved himself just for her.
As she walked, something strange appeared.
A rainbow.
Flowing… out of her room.
She frowned.
Wasn't I just inside? How did I not notice this?
Maybe it was part of the lighting design.
For the wedding.
Seven colors… beautifully arranged.
She smiled faintly.
But the moment she stepped outside—
Everything stopped.
Literally.
People.
Movement.
Sound.
All frozen.
"What the fuck is this…? How did this even happen?" Anha muttered.
At first, she thought it was a prank.
She walked forward.
"Alright, enough jokes. Call everyone back. I'm ready."
She looked at Ha-yoon.
No response.
"I hate this kind of joke. Especially not today."
Still nothing.
Then her eyes caught something terrifying.
Chaewon's child… was floating in the air.
A bird in the distance—frozen mid-flight.
Fear crept into her chest.
"What… is going on…?"
Not far away, she saw her fiancé arguing with two women.
Even they were frozen mid-motion.
Everything…
Except—
The rainbow.
Its seven colors were still flowing.
Like a stream.
Alive.
Anha turned back slowly.
The rainbow was coming from her room.
When she looked closer—
There were words inside it.
"Follow me."
She hesitated.
Then… curiosity won.
She followed it back into her room.
The rainbow led to the old clock.
Now it showed a different date:
29 February.
Ten years ago.
Her eyes widened.
Wasn't this the same clock I saw earlier?
Why didn't she notice it before?
The rainbow faded from the clock.
Then appeared again—
From the letter.
Anha clenched her fists, furious.
"Whoever is behind this… if I catch you, I'll make you regret it."
She took down the clock again.
And there—
Another letter.
New.
But… how?
Why hadn't she seen it before?
Inside, there was only an address.
The rainbow shifted again—
Pointing the way.
First the clock.
Then the letter.
Now a destination.
Anha couldn't decide what to do.
But curiosity…
Was stronger than reason.
And so—
She followed the rainbow.