[19] (EP-326.1) Three And Two Finally One #6

326 – Three And Two Finally One #6

Mirna believed in the existence of a path.

Since childhood, she believed that there was a straight and righteous path—one that would lead to an exemplary life.

The right path.

But looking back now, Mirna’s path was far from straight and righteous.

It was a winding, narrow road. The footprints she thought she had placed so steadily turned out to be so erratic upon reflection that she almost wanted to avert her eyes.

‘I just wanted to live a normal life…’

She knew that such a thing had never been an option for her. Not her work, not her family, not even the love and marriage that would define her future.

Ordinary love was but a dream.

Like the path she had walked, love was nothing more than a tool and a turning point in Mirna’s twisted life. That’s just how it was.

But when she saw the man, mingling with mystery amidst the shadows—Mirna could no longer deny the truth. She had fallen in love.

And with that love came a selfish jealousy that she could not ignore.

“Be honest with me. Mirna-nim, sometimes you need to let out what’s weighing on your heart. Do you wish for me to love only you?”

“… If I’m being honest.”

Somewhere deep within Mirna, a void had formed.

A void masquerading as patience, swallowing everything whole. Shallow emotions, sadness, and hardships—all tossed in and sealed away.

But the more she fed it, the larger the void grew, until she could no longer tell the boundary between herself and that emptiness.

As she stared into the man’s blue eyes, Mirna found herself gazing into that void within her.

“If I’m being honest, yes. I don’t like Elga, Stella, and the Queen. I don’t like Narmi either. I wish it could all just be mine. I hate when Sir Theo smiles at other women. I hate when he holds their hands…”

“And?”

“I hate myself for being swayed by these petty emotions. I just… I just want to live happily like everyone else….”

The things she had stuffed into the void came pouring out through her eyes. Hot and damp, they surged endlessly. It felt like the world was ending. Everything inside Mirna shattered and broke apart.

It felt as though her life had fallen apart.

No, perhaps her life had been broken for a long time. Maybe she had just been too childishly stubborn to admit it.

“You did well.”

At that moment, the man gently stroked her forehead with his soft palm. It felt tender, yet it also felt off.

Mirna realized.

─Ah.

This man was broken as well.

He had a gaping hole inside him.

A hole so large that Mirna alone could never fill it. He craved many people, all the while not understanding what he truly wanted.

Just like a little child who wants everything they see.

It was only then that Mirna understood the essence of the man before her.

That he was never a man who could ever be bound to her alone.

No matter how much she would try, no matter how desperate she would get, it was impossible. His love was like the sun—shining down on everyone equally.

“… Fill it.”

“…….”

“… Fill my hole, Sir Theo. Fill it so completely that it can never open again, so tightly that nothing can flow out….”

And at last, the man entered her.

Her breath quickened in an instant, her body arching uncontrollably like a drawn bow.

* * *

Narmi snapped back to her senses, breaking free from the haze of the drugs, alcohol, and the lagging afterglow, when a sound she had never heard before tickled her ears.

“━More━. ━Deeper━─.”

A woman’s voice, both alluring and drenched in sinful desire, echoed faintly.

Slowly lifting herself up, she was greeted by the sight of bodies pressed closely together.

They were so tightly intertwined that, perhaps due to the lingering effects of the drug, it gave the illusion that as if several limbs have sprouted from one body.

“Ahh, ah, more, deeper… more, fill me deeper… Stuff me with your… More… do it harder…!”

“Ugh, if you squeeze like that….”

What shocked her most was that one of them had the exact same face as her. Though flushed red, lips parted, and eyes glazed over in moans of ecstasy, it was unmistakably her face.

No.

To be precise, it was her older sister, Mirna.

But that proud and ascetic older sister of hers was currently being pinned down by a man, while begging like a street whore.

It was an unbelievable sight! Narmi felt as though she was dreaming.

Clap, clap. Clap.

With every sound of flesh, quivering bodies and ragged breaths filled the room. The air was thick with a strange smell she had never experienced before….

‘… Is this really a dream?’

As often happened, Narmi couldn’t feel the reality of it all. It felt like everything would disappear once she closed her eyes.

Even now, it felt that way.

“Harder, harder, put it in deeper… Haa, haa, ah, ugh, again, again, I’m feeling it again…!”

“Mirna-nim, I’m ab… let’s change positions….”

“…….”

Like the world seen through a colorful glass window, it was even somewhat surreal. The lewd and lascivious postures were almost beautiful.

Squish, squish.

Beneath the man, her sister was trembling with her legs wide open, in a way Narmi couldn’t have imagined.

Narmi’s abdomen began to feel strangely hot, something she had never experienced in all her years of being alive.

“Ahh, ah, ahhn, hahh, ugh, ahh…!”

“Ugh, Mirna-nim, you’re squeezing too tight. Relax a little…”

Squish, squelch, squelch.

The wet sounds continued endlessly.

The man’s long, rigid ‘thing’ rammed and pulled from the inside of her sister.

It was enough to leave Mirna utterly undone. Her strict image was shattered, reduced to that of a wild animal lost in pure sensation.

“Hahh, hahh-.”

Her sister’s lips parted, tongue darting out as if begging for another kiss, while her ragged breaths filled the room. Such an unusual sight stirred in Narmi a confusing mix of sadness and jealousy.

How utterly absorbed they were in their own world…

‘… Do they even realize I’m here? It’s like I’ve become invisible.’

No.

She was very much present. The strange, intoxicating scent in the air, the sticky sweat clinging to her skin—all of it was undeniably real.

Through the glass, Narmi unconsciously reached out her hand.

“Unnie, who knew you could make a face like this…”

She spoke teasingly on purpose.

She could see her sister’s face, which had been lost in bliss just moments ago, flushed with embarrassment.

“Wh, what, N-Narmi…!”

“Panting like that… it doesn’t look like the reaction of a virgin at all. It seems like this isn’t your first time, Unnie.”

“Narmi, d-don’t look! Don’t look…!”

Narmi grabbed Mirna’s flailing hand and lifted it above her head.

Despite her attempts to hide her face by turning it left and right, as long as she’s connected with the man, she cannot run away.

Her flushed and embarrassed expression, so similar to her own, felt pitiful yet endearing. But it just made Narmi want to tease her even more.

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