𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 | (𝐆)𝐈-𝐃𝐋𝐄

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐰

- Taking on the persona of Shuhua

✿ The rain fell softly against the window, matching the rhythm of the tears that streamed down my face. Each drop seemed to echo the ache in my heart, a constant reminder of the love that once bloomed but now withered away.

What about now? What about today?

The questions echoed in my mind, haunting me with the uncertainty of our future. I couldn't help but wonder if you were out there, thinking of me as I thought of you. Did you feel the same emptiness in your soul, the void that only your presence could fill?

What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?

I used to believe that our love was destined, that we were meant to be together. But now, as I sat alone in the darkness of our memories, I questioned everything. Was I truly myself when I was with you, or did I lose a part of me in loving you?

What if our love never went away?

The thought lingered like a bittersweet melody, a reminder of the happiness we once shared. I closed my eyes, trying to hold onto the fleeting moments of joy, but they slipped through my fingers like sand, leaving only the harsh reality of our separation.

What if it's lost behind words we could never find?

The words we left unspoken hung heavy in the air, suffocating me with their weight. I wished I had the courage to say what was in my heart, to bridge the gap that had grown between us. But now, it felt like an insurmountable chasm, swallowing any hope of reconciliation.

Soojin, before it's too late... The name whispered from my lips, a plea wrapped in sorrow. I longed for a chance to make things right, to mend the broken pieces of our love. But time was slipping away, like the raindrops sliding down the window, disappearing into the vast unknown.

What about now?

The question lingered, unanswered in the silence of the room. I clung to the flickering hope that maybe, just maybe, our love could find its way back to us. But deep down, I knew that some wounds run too deep, leaving scars that never truly heal.

— switching to Soojin's Point of View

Sitting there in the silence, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Regret, sadness, and a deep longing for what once was. Shuhua's words had struck a chord within me, forcing me to confront the choices I had made and the consequences they had brought.

I couldn't deny the truth in her words. Maybe I had held her back, unintentionally stifling her dreams and aspirations. The weight of that realization settled heavily on my shoulders, filling me with a sense of guilt and self-doubt. How had I let it come to this? How had I become the obstacle in her path to happiness?

Memories of our love flooded my mind, each one bittersweet and filled with a sense of longing. I remembered the laughter, the shared dreams, and the moments of pure joy we had experienced together. But somewhere along the way, we had lost our way, and the love that once bound us had started to unravel.

I couldn't help but wonder if there was a chance to salvage what was left of our relationship. The thought of losing Shuhua completely was unbearable, and yet, I knew that some wounds ran too deep to heal. The fear of rejection and the uncertainty of whether she still cared for me gnawed at my heart.

But amidst the pain and confusion, a glimmer of hope flickered within me. What if we could find a way to communicate, to truly understand each other's fears and desires? What if we could rebuild the trust that had been shattered? The thought of a second chance, of rediscovering the love we had lost, filled me with a renewed sense of determination.

I knew it wouldn't be easy. It would require vulnerability, honesty, and a willingness to confront the mistakes of the past. But if there was even the slightest chance of rekindling our love, I was willing to fight for it. I couldn't bear the thought of a future without Shuhua by my side.

As the rain continued to fall outside, I made a silent promise to myself. I would find a way to reach out to Shuhua, to express my deepest regrets and hopes for the future. Whether it led to reconciliation or closure, I knew that I had to try. Love was worth fighting for, even if it meant facing the painful truth and accepting the possibility of letting go.

With a renewed sense of purpose, I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the difficult journey ahead. The road to healing and forgiveness wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to give it my all. Because sometimes, love deserves a second chance, and I couldn't bear the thought of living with the regret of not trying.