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# Chapter 134: Whispers of the River
Eunseо finished reading the letter, then sat with her grandmother’s rice bowl, lost in thought. Her heartbeat quickened with each word she’d read, and she found herself remembering Minjun’s eyes—the way they’d met hers, the way she’d felt what his heart was feeling in that moment, understanding him completely.
She walked down to the riverbank. The sound of flowing water mingled with the lingering scent of her grandmother’s cooking as she read the letter again, slower this time, deeper. Her heart merged with the words on the page, and memories of their conversations surfaced like ripples on the water’s surface.
She remembered the sound of his voice striking her ears, and in that moment, she’d known what his heart was feeling. His hand had rested on hers—she remembered that too. When his fingers had enclosed hers, she’d felt the trembling of his heart, understood the vulnerability beneath his touch.
Eunseо sat by the water’s edge, reading the letter to the rhythm of the river. Her pulse danced with the cadence of his words, and she was transported back to his gaze, to that moment when their eyes had truly seen each other. She’d felt what he felt. She’d understood.
Then came the memory of his hand trembling over hers. Each time she’d seen his fingers shake, she’d felt his heart trembling too—uncertain, hopeful, afraid.
The river spoke in whispers as she read, and her soul became one with the letter’s meaning. His voice echoed in her mind, and she understood the emotion beneath every syllable. When their eyes had locked, she’d known. She’d always known.
Again, his eyes found hers in her memory. Again, she felt the echo of what his heart had been trying to tell her. His hands shaking. His heart breaking open.
Eunseо sat at the riverbank, the letter folded carefully in her lap. The water’s voice was constant, eternal—like the feeling that had taken root in her chest. She thought of him, of the day when perhaps she could tell him that she understood. That she’d always understood.
The river bent around the rocks, patient and relentless, just as her heart bent toward his, finding its way through every obstacle.