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Can you promise me
that we’ll love each other?
Will you choose me…
or the person who ruined my life?
Ai.
Ai.
Ai!
A YEAR LATER
This book is dedicated to a love so valuable that we’re willing to let go.
I promised myself that
I’d be Pluto in May’s definition,
which doesn’t mean being abandoned
or forgotten,
but means that,
whether or not it’s in the solar system,
it will keep orbiting beautifully and steadily in its own way.
(Oaboom received treatment for PTSD
(as her condition worsened after that night.)
Ai!
Goodness!
Ai, are you okay?
I almost died!
Who spilled the damn oil?
Ai!
Ai!
Ai!
Ai.
You scared me.
Oom, why are you crying, dear?
Oom, what’s the matter?
Calm down, okay?
I’m fine, Oom.
Look. Don’t be scared.
No.
That’s not true.
I’m scared.
I’m scared you’ll die and leave me.
Ai!
Oom, easy.
Don’t cry.
Just breathe.
Take a breath slowly, Oom.
How is Oaboom doing?
After some occupational therapy activities,
our occupational therapist observed that
the patient’s emotions have become more stable.
She is determined to participate in the activities
and remains focused on completing them,
unlike when she first arrived.
Here.
Eat more.
Here.
You should eat more too.
Stop giving each other’s food.
You both need to eat more.
I made plenty, so make sure to finish it all.
Got it?
It’s you who should eat more.
Here.
Eat up.
Or would you prefer me to feed you, dear?
You rascal.
Here. Eat my smack.
Nope.
I won’t eat that.
Not yummy.
Oh, Ai.
Your new novel,
when will it be released?
Soon, Grandma.
My editor said there’ll be a book launch event soon.
Wow,
that makes you sound like a superstar.
You even have your own launch event!
Right?
Congratulations, Ai.
I have an announcement too.
What announcement?
One moment.
She’s being secretive again, Grandma.
What is she talking about?
Surprise!
Wow.
I’ll be a flight attendant once again.
Grandma, look.
Oom’s been keeping it a secret.
She applied and got the job without us knowing.
Grandma.
Oom, you’re making grandma cry.
Oh.
Grandma.
Grandma.
Grandma, why are you crying?
I’d hoped you would get back on your feet.
I wanted you to be the same Oom we knew.
I’m so happy.
I’m sorry for always making you worry.
You’re my granddaughter.
Of course, I worry about you.
When does your new job start, Oom?
Soon.
But before I start,
I want to make a stop somewhere.
Will you take me, Ai?
This is the place Paul loved most
because it’s where I agreed to marry him.
He said he’d do anything to make me love him.
No matter how long, he would wait for me.
Paul, you’ve finally succeeded.
I love you.
Right now, I have Ai
and Grandma who love me.
Rest up there and don’t worry about me.
I wish you great happiness.
I’m sure Paul is happy
knowing you’ve been doing so much better.
What about you?
Are you happy at all?
Ouch!
You think I don’t know
you had your friend helping Ben sue me?
It’s not something I want to hide.
And I’m glad that you know.
Keep talking back and I’ll come for you.
I will sue you.
Sir, you can’t do this.
Why don’t you stop her from running her mouth first?
You know exactly who I am,
yet you decided to provoke me.
The case was closed,
but you helped him sue me again.
You won’t get a penny.
Instead, you’ll get into trouble, Lawyer.
Sir, please stop.
I can have you thrown in prison just for slandering me.
And whatever you try,
I’ll show you that
the law isn’t opposed to justice.
Those who do wrong must be punished.
I’ll be the one punishing you here.
Sir, don’t.
Don’t do that.
Do it if you dare.
This time, we won’t have to wait for the court to judge.
People will see how evil you are right now.
Damn it!
You did great.
Yeah!
Yeah!
Sorry.
Oh, I almost forgot.
This is Ai’s new book.
And the writer's autograph?
About that, you must ask for it yourself.
As if she will sign it if I ask.
A YEAR AGO
Ai.
May, wait.
Where are you going?
I’m going to see Ai.
I must talk to her.
Calm down, May.
I must change her mind.
Wait.
Stop. Take it easy.
Stay here.
Read this first.
It’s Ai-oon’s diary.
She left it with me for you.
She said you’d understand everything after finishing it.
(She pulled me close,
touching her small forehead to mine,
(then the tip of her small nose.)
(Our quiet breathing felt so loud,
(as if it were confirming that we truly existed.)
(May, you’re my princess,
my novel,
(and my everything.)
(May, you’re a competent person,
a strong Metawee,
(but Oaboom isn’t.)
(If our love causes Oaboom pain,
(then we can’t be together right now.)
(But please know this, May.)
(I love you.)
(I love you…
so much,
(as much as a human heart can love a person.)
(If I had one wish,
it would be for our story
(to end just like the novel you helped create.)
(Two hands, gently holding each other.)
(All their challenges make them realize that
the value of love isn’t just about being together,
but about having hearts strong enough
(to protect each other.)
If I would weave a certain story
I'd write one of only you and me
Nothing else could compare, It's always been you
My heart belongs to you, forever true
Every word of my novel would be all about you
If granted one wish, a single desire
FROM NOW…UNTIL FOREVER. It’d be you, nothing else I would acquire
It’d be you, nothing else I would acquire
As long as it’s you, I’d do anything
To make our story sing
It’s as if fate planned it from the start
That you’re the answer to my heart
You’re the piece that makes me whole
Without you, I’d be miserable
I’ll hold on to us, never be apart
You’re in my embrace and my heart
If I would weave a certain story
I'd write one of only you and me
Nothing else could compare, It's always been you
My heart belongs to you, forever true
Every word of my novel would be all about you
If I would weave a certain story…
From now…
until forever.
My heart belongs to you, forever true
Every word of my novel would be all about you
“THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO A LOVE SO VALUABLE THAT WE’RE WILLING TO LET GO.”
You haven’t read it yet?
Not yet.
You don’t have time,
or you don’t have the courage to read it?
I don’t have time.
We’ve been through so much...
there’s nothing I don’t have the guts to do.
What about you?
You don’t seem surprised.
Did you already know that I own this place?
When I was sick,
Ko urged me to get my treatment here.
He said it's a one-stop service.
How did someone like Ko know about this kind of place, right?
But I knew he was working for you
to make up for the blindness he caused you.
Since you knew everything,
then I should be asking you
why you chose to get treatment here.
Because I wanted to know if you were happy.
All I knew was that Ai’s never been happy.
I came here to spy on you quietly.
I asked Ko to keep an eye on you.
You don’t seem happy yourself.
I don’t get it.
Why is everyone so honest with me?
You and Ai could’ve just met behind my back.
Why are you giving in to me so much?
Because I promised Ai
that I wouldn’t bring her pain.
If our love means hurting you,
how could Ai ever be happy?
Exactly.
But it’s still weird.
Everything is going as I hoped.
I should be the happiest.
But why am I not?
What is your happiness, Oom?
‘Do I love enough to let go?’
I kept asking myself that
after finishing Ai’s latest novel.
The one where the prince and princess
part ways to fulfill their duties,
even though they’re still in love.
Sorry for the spoiler.
You should finish it.
Then you’ll know what I want.
Welcome to…
Pim.
PICK A LUCKY PLANT TAILORED TO YOUR ZODIAC SIGN.
I’m helping Pang with the promotion.
Are you looking for a plant?
I’ll go get Pang.
No need.
I came today to see you.
There you go.
Thank you.
And thank you so much for helping me find an attorney.
May is incredibly skilled.
I feel much better about the case now.
You didn’t come just to say thanks, right?
It’s still on my mind,
and I want to hear from you directly
why you chose Pang.
You know,
I became a fortune teller
because I wanted to know the future.
I hate uncertainty.
At least I should know which way I’m leaning.
But with you,
I had no idea how long I should wait to win your heart,
or if your future even included me at all.
But with Pang,
even though I didn’t like her that much at first,
she never made me worry
about what would happen tomorrow.
If I were to take a risk with someone,
I’d want it to be Pang.
You and Pang have more in common than I thought.
You remind me of when Pang broke up with me.
When she realized her own heart,
she told me honestly
and outright, just like you did.
I think you’ve found the one for you.
I hope you find the one for you as well.
Thank you.
Hey there, Pim.
Hey, Pang.
How is it going with you?
Everything is fine.
Today, I just came to thank Jan.
Well then, it’s time for me to go.
See you.
What?
Why are you staring at me?
I’m checking if there’s any spark in your eyes.
If there were, I wouldn’t be here working at your shop, would I?
By the way, look at the shop owner.
How messy you look.
Gosh.
So messy.
Messy, huh?
Yes.
So dirty.
Get this.
There you go.
Now we’re messy together.
Here. Get this.
You, messy girl.
Get messier.
Don’t.
Where are you going?
I won’t be messy like you.
No!
Pang!
No.
Come here.
Don’t. No.
You get this.
Stop!
I’m too lazy to take a shower again.
Want me to shower you then?
Gosh!
The one on the right.
But the editor sent me that one.
They said I needed to dress formally.
But it’s your book release.
You don’t have to follow anyone's instructions.
Just choose what you like.
Okay, if you say so.
Do you want any gifts?
No.
Your and Grandma’s presence is enough.
Thank you, Ai.
I’ve always wanted to be the little sister that her big sister loves.
Thank you for...
letting me know how good it feels to be loved.
You’re sweet and clingy. It’s weird.
I love you, Ai.
Yeah, yeah. I love you, too.
(The mountain range along Panthitpura’s border was uneven in height,
(providing the ideal cover to keep the kingdom hidden from those passing by.)
(At the same time,
it kept the princess’s sorrowful, yearning gaze hidden
(as she watched her love slowly walk away.)
(As pain took over her body, making her feel as if her heart had shattered into pieces,
she wondered...
if she cried out for her prince to stay,
(would he return?)
(Yet, love... told her to let go.)
Because we promised each other
that our love would cause no pain to anyone.
MEET THE AUTHOR ‘OON-AI’ AI-OON INGSAMUG, AUTHOR OF ‘THE STORY OF YOU’
I’m so happy for you.
I wish you great success.
May your novel become a bestseller,
gain fame,
and be reprinted again and again.
Sadhu.
A wish from beautiful ladies always comes true.
Sign it already.
Here.
Thanks.
Sign it for me too.
One day, when you’re famous,
I will sell it.
You’re exaggerating.
I’m not.
Look.
So many fans of your books have come.
Today must be the happiest day for you.
Here.
Thank you.
Come on.
Hello.
Your book is awesome.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Hi.
I really like you.
Really? Thank you.
Thank you.
Your book is amazing.
But I think…
you should change the ending.
I’d love to see a happy ending.
What do you think?
Hey.
Please don’t do anything rash.
Stay calm.
What did you just say?
The ending is too sad.
Can it be changed?
Too late for that.
You’d better start writing a new one.
Choose the ending you want
because I want to see the author finally happy.
I’m sorry, Ai, for making you choose.
All this time,
I’ve received enough love from you.
Now it’s time for me to return that love.
Do what your heart desires, Ai.
You did well there.
You saw that?
Mm.
I came just in time,
but too late for the author’s autograph.
She disappeared so quick.
I’ve just realized today
how letting go is an act of love.
Why looking at me with those eyes?
Don’t even start it. I’m so done.
People who got their hearts broken by Ai and turned to me.
You’re so wrong.
I’m just the opposite.
When we were kids, I liked you first.
But I greeted the wrong girl.
That’s how I got to know Ai.
Funny, now that I think about it.
Gosh. How ridiculous.
You haven’t told me
what brought you to my event.
Well, I really like your novel.
I came to get my favorite writer’s autograph.
Was it Oom?
If she hadn't been involved,
you wouldn't have had the courage to come.
Just like how I didn’t have the courage to ask you to wait.
Because I didn’t know when Oom would forgive me.
Deep down,
I’d hoped one of my books
would bring you back to me.
I am back now,
Miss Famous Writer.
Welcome back.
Now that you’re here,
don’t disappear again.
Got it?
After experiencing your love,
it hasn’t been easy living without you.
If this were in a novel,
this scene would be when the prince and the princess kiss.
I’m glad that,
right here, we have a princess and a princess.
I know it’s hard for you
to let Ai and May love each other.
I’m so proud of you for being able to do it.
You’re so great,
my precious girl.
I didn’t think I could do it either, Grandma.
But after everything we went through,
seeing Paul heartbroken because of me,
seeing Ai sad because she couldn’t be with May,
I came to realize that
love…
is about seeing the people you love happy.
Sometimes, it’s sad and difficult,
but there’s a sense of happiness in it.
It’s still better than seeing the people you love hurt.
If that’s the case, we wouldn’t be happy at all.
Whenever you feel unhappy, just let me know.
I’ll come to you right away.
Grandma.
I love you.
I love you too, Oom.
I’m starving.
Is it ready?
If you want to eat fast,
help me cook.
Yes, chef.
Whoa.
Ready?
Be careful.
Wow, it smells so nice.
Wait!
Not yet.
But I’m hungry.
Add this first.
This.
And…
this.
Wow.
It looks so yummy.
Right?
Yum, yum.
Ah.
Um.
Well?
Fantastic, like something a chef would make.
Chef May.
Chef May.
Chef May.
Chef May.
Chef May.
Chef May.
Ai!
Chef May.
Stop it right now.
Here. Feed me.
I’ll see if it’s as yummy as you claimed.
If you don’t believe me, you have to try it.
How is it?
See? I told you.
It’s so good, like it’s made by a chef.
Wow, I’m quite skilled.
You want more?
It’s just like I said—chef-level good.
Chef May.
Chef May.
May,
did you buy my novel again?
You already have, like, 20 copies.
I saw it on the shelf and just couldn’t resist.
Actually, I wanted to buy them all.
Why?
Don’t you like me buying your books?
Am I not being sweet?
You are,
but it's a waste of money.
For you, the word 'waste' doesn't really apply.
Don’t ever say that to anyone.
Why is that?
Because it’s cute.
HELLO. HAPPY MONDAY.
What is it?
My dad just sent me a message.
“Hello. Happy Monday.”
It’s normal for people this age.
Grandma always sends this kind of stuff to me and my sister.
No.
My dad isn’t like other dads.
He’s never done anything like this for me.
He always thinks he’s better than everyone else.
He doesn’t approach people
unless they’re beneficial to him.
Since you've fully recovered,
you haven’t seen your dad once, right?
Only your mom comes by to visit you.
Maybe your dad misses you.
No way.
For someone like him,
if he doesn't want something,
he'd have to be so ill that his brain malfunctions.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent me something like this.
Do we really have to go?
We could just call.
If you could, you wouldn’t have gotten in the car with me.
You need to go see for yourself
to know what’s going on with him.
May.
You came to visit me and your dad?
What do you want to eat?
I’ll cook it for you right now.
I was just passing by
so I stopped to visit you.
I should make you something delicious.
That’s okay, Mom.
I won’t stay long.
There are some Chinese pears in the kitchen.
They’re from your favorite merchant.
I bought them this morning.
That’s nice.
I remember how much you loved Chinese pears when you were a kid.
I'll peel some for you,
and box them up for takeaway.
All right, honey?
I saw your message.
Did you want something?
Wasn’t it pretty?
What?
The flower photo.
I thought it was pretty,
so I sent it to you.
Your friend doesn’t have to wait in the car.
It’s hot.
Tell her to come inside.
Mom.
Hm?
This is a serious question.
Is Dad doing okay?
Is he sick and not telling me?
Why would you think that?
He sent me a photo of flowers.
He sends them to me too.
He's been into planting flowers lately.
Maybe he just wanted to share it with you.
When was the last time he had a health check-up?
I wondered the same thing at first.
But your dad is healthy, really.
I don’t know what changed him.
But remember when you once said someone made him blind?
I think he’s been cured now.
Do you like them?
Oh!
Hello, sir.
You’re a girl,
so I assume you like flowers.
I don’t think May does, though.
She does.
If that’s so,
can you help plant this at May’s house?
Take good care of it.
Of course.
Thank you.
Your flower...
I’ll take good care of it.
Will you excuse us then?
Goodbye.
You seem happier.
What are you doing?
Writing a novel.
(I’m writing my new novel,
(just like everyone else who is starting their new chapter.)
Mr. Benjapol is here to talk about the rights of people with disabilities
that everyone should be aware of and uphold.
Wow.
You’ve become a serious writer.
THREE-YEAR ANNIVERSARY: FREE FORTUNE READING PLUS AUSPICIOUS TREE.
(I learned that every time one story ends,
(the next begins—and it’s more fun…)
I HAVE REFLECTED ON MY WRONG DOING
(...better, ) AND DEEPLY REGRET MY ACTIONS.
I OFFER MY SINCERE APOLOGIES TO
(and happier.) I OFFER MY SINCERE APOLOGIES TO
POLICE CAPTAIN PIMPAKORN DECHA-ANEK.
Down the hatch, guys!
Aw, look.
How sweet.
Too sweet.
Ai, what are you doing?
May’s been waiting for you.
Oom called and said you should hurry.
I know, Grandma.
May.
My bride is beautiful.
No, my bride is the most beautiful.
You’ve got such a sweet tongue.
Of course.
You’ve tasted it before.
You’re so full of yourself,
Miss Famous Writer.
I’m not a writer right now.
Right now, I’m just your Ai.
I finished You’re My Charon.
You named your book You’re My Charon.
What does it mean?
Pluto always has Charon by its side.
It’s the moon that stays with Pluto forever,
regardless of whether Pluto...
is in the solar system or not.
So, it means we don’t have to be someone special to everyone...
we just need to find our own Charon.
Just like how I found you in the end.
Exactly.
Just like how we found each other.
(As two galaxies intertwined,
(I'd be Charon—right by your side.)
(I steer cross water, rippling at your door,
(Whispering through vast space of forevermore.)
Alrighty, the bride and the bride,
please look at the camera.
Grandma,
Oom,
come take photos with us.
Yes. Thank you, dear.
Wow, your dress is gorgeous.
You’re gorgeous too, Grandma.
Come on. Let’s snap some photos.
Look this way, please.
One, two, three.
Beautiful.
Now, squeeze in a little.
That’s great.
Ready?
One, two, three.
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