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Chapter 44: The funeral
Everything was silent, and you didn't know what had happened who had dragged you back, who had removed Taehyung's body, or what happened. You didn't know.
You blank out, and it was better you thought if you had a blackout, it would have been better, you wanted to erase those thoughts, those eyes who was staring at you, those eyes that you had once believe in, those eyes that you had trust and fight for while you were here.
The eyes which closed forever, now, forever seems forever. You didn't know how many minutes, days since you had seen those eyes begging to be let free.
Those innocent eyes that you believe, you were sitting by the windows in black attire, you were attending a funeral, you were attending his funeral, Taehyung's funeral. It made your eyes squeeze shut at the thought of him inside the casket being lowered down by someone, becoming one with nature.
It snapped you that day, and when you saw his weary pleading eyes, you looked at besides you to see the knife he had clutched that day, you didn't know what to do with it. You were afraid to touch it, but it was the only thing he had left you.
Slowly your arms reach out to the knife. You couldn't help to tear up a little, and you took a deep breath and chuckle, Taehyung was an asshole.
A Broken Asshole who had to manage to drill his presence into your life, to be honest, you didn't even think you'll be able to leave this place without forgetting what he had gone through, Killer or not he was still human.
