Kimchi and Sanctuary
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Completed, First published May 16, 2026

This novel follows a woman’s desperate attempt to escape a cycle of domestic abuse centered around a chilling ritual. The narrative traces her fear and resolve as she prepares for a confrontation with her husband, Beom-Seok. Following a harrowing escape, she unexpectedly finds refuge and kindness with a group of young men, including members of the K-pop group BTS. Though safe for a time, she grapples with trauma, self-doubt, and the overwhelming weight of gratitude as she navigates a new and fragile sanctuary. These chapters reveal a story of vulnerability, resilience, and the unexpected connections forged in the aftermath of violence.
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