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Heesoo had run away with her "brother", Woosung. Were they mocking her as they left? No, Heesoo wasn't that kind of person. Seoyeon could tell in the way that she had rejected her.
If that leper didn't throw that stone, then she would have never discovered Kim Heesoo’s true identity.
If she had never seen that wanted poster, then she would have never entertained thoughts of Heesoo being a woman. She would have just been rejected by a Yangban man she knew. Crying off in some corner while Heesoo’s half-sister, well fake one according to the wanted poster of Lee Seolyoung, had comforted her.
Her love was impossible from the very beginning wasn’t it?
She lived in a Hanyang without Heesoo.
The cases the Pocheong received became harder to solve without the Fixer Brothers there to point Inspector Park in the right direction.
But she was even more lost without Heesoo.
She wrote her letters, but none ever found their way to Heesoo.
The Seonchu she gave her. She found it in the marketplace. Was it as replaceable as she was to her?
She couldn’t help but hate her on some days.
On other days, she wondered if she could have caught up with her. Had she run a little faster, could she had caught up with Heesoo using Inspector Park’s horse?
Maybe if anything had stalled Heesoo, she would have been able to, but Heesoo discarded everything without hesitation, even the compass Seoyeon had given her.
5 years passed in a blink of an eye. That Yangban was bothering her again. Why did Heesoo refuse to help him? Seoyeon had asked Juhee what the reason for that change was. That Heesoo had refused to help him after realizing the man wanted her as his servant. As his lover.
Did Heesoo change her mind because she loved her or was it because taking a Damo under the Pocheong wouldn’t have outweighed the benefits the list could have given her?
Seoyeon hoped that Heesoo would come back. That the angry words she had told her hadn't driven her away forever.
The compass in the Seonchu she had always carried around with her broke a few years back, so she left it in her box. This would be the only thing memorable left of her that she could leave to Heesoo. No one else would come visit her. Seoyeon was sure of that one fact. She was the bastard daughter of a servant and a wealthy man. Neither would look for her and no one cared for her except her.
She heard from Wangsam that Damos were prone to dying in her line of work.
20 years have passed. And Heesoo was alone when she came back to Hanyang.
She often wondered what could have happened if she had waited longer that day before running off. Could have something grown between her and Seoyeon? Heesoo, at the time, wasn't exactly opposed to how Seoyeon felt, but she didn't know if she even reciprocated the woman's feelings.
It didn’t matter now. No more possibilities existed between the two of them. Je Seoyeon was already dead, and only Heesoo was there to remember her.
There was no one else to remember Je Seoyeon after she had died. No one would know of her purple eyes and her cold demeanor. No one would care for a Damo who was precious to no one but Heesoo.
Something inside of Heesoo broke like the marble in the Seonchu.
Would the same happen to her when she died?
As of now, there was no one left to remember Lee Seol-yeong as she was: the girl who liked red trinkets and writing on the riverbed. Heesoo had separated from Woosung after hearing his sleep-talking one night. He did that, and he had the guts to keep lying to her. He had forced her onto this path of revenge for his own selfish desires. Someone like that wasn't someone she could trust with her best interests in mind. But she only had revenge left now.
The man who had her family executed for treason and forced her on the run was still alive. And she still didn't know who he was.
She was going to find out who he was and pay him tenfold no matter what.
Ending: True Colors