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Marin became an orphan on her fourth birthday.
Her parents left her to the church, as if it was something that had been a matter of course.

She continued to wait for her parents from when the sun rose until the sun set, and when she realized that no one would come to pick her up anymore, she didn’t get surprised and just understood that.
Marin wondered why she understood at that time.

About how her parents didn’t love her.

The reason was in Marin’s eyes.
Her bright red eyes that resembled fresh blood wasn’t especially rare and it was a common hue with the heredity, and you could find many people have it if you searched in the town.

The problem was that both of her parents didn’t have red eyes.

Her father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, or even just one relative, none had that eye color.
Her father’s green lineage and her mother’s blue lineage wouldn’t turn red when mixed.

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What did that mean? The confession her mother gave to her father who was looking for the reason was so simple.

“This child is not your child.”

Marin was her mother’s child, but not her father’s child.
She didn’t even need to say the meaning of those words.

Her mother was having an affair, and as a result, she was blessed with Marin… no, she unwillingly became pregnant.

Marin still didn’t know who her mother’s partner was, and who her blood-related father was.
She also didn’t want to know after such a long time had passed, but that person shouldn’t be a decent human since he made a move on a married person and had her conceive his child.

The man who knew the truth about his wife and daughter, finally made a decision after being troubled.

“Your child is my child.”

He thought that if it was a child who was born from his beloved wife, then it was the same as his child.
He really loved her wife deeply and deeply, so separation was way harder than betrayal.

Marin’s father forgave her mother.
Because he loved her more than anyone else, he accepted everything and decided to live together.

He was a gentle husband.
His figure that cared for his wife with great love was certainly ideal.

But, he wasn’t prepared at all as a father.

It was not that easy to raise a stranger’s daughter just by relying on his love for his wife.
If he didn’t love his daughter, it was only natural that his emotions would give way.
Forgiving someone through love was more difficult than what her father had initially thought.

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In the end, there was the evidence of the betrayal living in front of them, and that fact made her father… and even her mother reached the limit after four years.

The sisters accepted Marin, thinking that she was pitiful, but it wasn’t a big impact for her.

This was a compilation of the four years she had spent with her parents.
Her parents despised their child, but because she was a child, because she was a little child who was the most sensitive to her parents’ love, she easily realized that she wasn’t loved.

The sisters comforted her, saying “I’m sure that they’ll come and pick you up soon.” because of how it was so clear that they weren’t throwing her way, but just leaving her in the lurch, but those words didn’t resonate in her heart.
After all, she herself knew the most that those words wouldn’t come true.

Sometimes, there were people who would say, “There must be a reason,” but they didn’t think that the reason was because they didn’t love her.
They thought that her parents loved her, but there was another reason, so they left her.

Those who believed in God but didn’t doubt love were tender and warm, but precisely because of that, they laughed with cruelty.
They inspired the hope of being loved.

Marin felt choked in that environment, and when she left the church, she was twelve years old.

She was grateful to them for raising her, and there might have been an attachment as well, but that place was not her home.
It would be better if she stayed away from there a little bit and showed her face only sometimes.

However, there was no way an orphan who didn’t receive proper education could live well.
She slept outdoors every day, was hungry, dressed in clothes that were much more dirty than when she was abandoned, and the jobs that she sometimes came by were heavy labour which took advantage of her background and payed her the bottom price.

The gentleness of the church, and the suffocating life of homelessness.
She would spend her days weighing those two options and choose sleeping outdoors at the last moment.

Her turning point came on that ordinary day.
It wasn’t her birthday or a holy night, just a day that everyone would forget.
And yet…

Seven days ago at that day, Marin’s life completely changed.

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