Selena's POV On the way home, I feel like a walking corpse among the various pedestrians. There were housewives rushing home to cook dinner, fathers waiting to pick up their children from kindergarten, cheerful girls with flowers in hand at the bus stop, and a family of three taking a post-dinner stroll. Like any ordinary person, they may have their own troubles, but it's undeniable that they all hold expectations for life, believing in a brighter future. Yet, my own life feels almost at its end—broken family, wrong lover, and now even my own life nearly extinguished. Perhaps the moon goddess sensed my grief because suddenly, with a howling wind, raindrops the size of beans poured down. The icy rain mixed with the scent of damp earth slapped hard against my body, but no matter how cold the rain was, it couldn't match the coldness in my heart. I walked alone down the street, letting the rain soak me, then made my way back home in a daze. As I reached the door, I heard a low moa
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