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22. And My Heart is Content

[Five years later]

As I sat down on the clean orange coloured sand, warmth seeping into my skin, I watched the sepia-tinted beach and the deeper hue of water before me that marked the presence of twilight. It looked beautiful.

"Momma! Momma!" My daughter, Sarang toddled towards me, gleefully.

My smile widened at the sight of her. I reminisced the day when Taehyung had asked me to write on parchment about myself and the answer I wrote was still as clear in my head as the beach water.

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A person who has no reason to live?" He read, stunned. "Is that all you thought of yourself?" I bobbed my head.

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And now that I think of it, I do have reason to live; my family.

Giggling, Sarang's small form collided with mine, sending me flat on my back as I gazed upwards at her. Her big round eyes, twinkling like stars at me.

She whirled around. "Daddy! I reached first!" She innocently laughed, a smile stretching on her little face.

"Yeah, I lost," Jimin admitted, pouting to convey that he felt bad even though I knew he wanted her to win.

I looked up at him. Even in his sodden clothes, he was just as handsome as he had been forever. His jeans were rolled up to his shank as well as the sleeves of his soaked blue shirt that stuck to his body, outlining his fine muscles. His moving hair in the wind appeared as though a beam of light had woven itself into the strands of his blonde hair; I always felt it glowed from within rather than relying on the sunshine.

As if he caught me eyeing, he ruffled his feather-like hair, pretentiously and said in his usual flirtatious tone. "You don't need to stop yourself from saying that I look hot."

My eyes quickly darted towards Sarang, hoping that she didn't hear what her blatant father blurted out, mindlessly. Thankfully, she was involved playing with the sand, her drawing pens and articles all spread out before her. I felt Jimin sprawling beside me, an arm draping around my shoulders and I turned to look at him. He was grinning broadly at me, eyes crinkling cutely.

I couldn't stop myself when he was this close to me, our faces merely inches apart, breaths intermingling. I leaned in and gave a quick peck on his plump lips and withdrew back with an incredibly flushed face, a profound shade of scarlet tinted it. I stared ahead at the ocean and beyond though from the corner of my eyes I could see Jimin flashing like an idiot.

"What was that for?" He asked, still smiling.

"Just like that." I blushed again and avoided his gaze.

"Would you mind giving me one more?" Shamelessly he puckered his lips like a five-year-old yearning for more gifts on Christmas.

Chuckling, I nudged him aside. The proximity producing a fluttery feeling inside my stomach.

"Mommy, daddy! Look what I made!" With wobbly steps Sarang hopped between the two of us, holding out her drawing book on her two little hands.

The moment my eyes perceived the pink hues, my heart sank. She had drawn the cherry blossoms.

Subsequently, that day when Taehyung had left me as a sobbing mess, two days tardy when I inquired Jimin about Taehyung, he said he never sighted him being miserable rather in his opinion, Taehyung was like a smiling sun, romping around, helping people but unexpectedly on one bright morning, they found his body under the cherry blossoms of his backyard, cold and dead. Thereby, the mystery of his death remained coveted and was never unearthed.

So whenever I saw the cherry blossoms, memories of him unveiled inside my head and gradually with time, I had begun loving the blossoms not because they were gorgeous, wondrous but because they held a memory of someone dear to me.

"Soa, Sarang is watching you." Jimin's whisper broke me out of my reverie as I perched down at my daughter.

My daughter.

Jimin and I's daughter.

She was looking at me worriedly. "Is it not good?" Innocently she asked.

My heart gave a light squeeze when I saw the hint of despondency diddling across her young face.

"It is amazing!" I beamed, my voice gaining back the enthusiasm and instinctively, she gleamed happily.

Jimin tugged her arm, eventually making her settled on our laps. Her one fragile hand clasped with mine and with the other, she held Jimin's. Jointly, we three sat under the large canopy of sparkling stars, only the sounds of Sarang's unstoppable blabbering echoed in the desolate night.

- The End -

Thank you so much for reading this book till the very end. It was certainly hard to write it cuz I needed the right words to make it more perfect. There were times when I had been going through things, thereby causing a delay in updates. I can't explain how sorry I am for it but now that it is completed I'm utterly delighted!

One thing I would like to ask you, even though this book was of only 23 chapters, what do you think of it? Was it helpful? Did it make you happy?

I remember promising you guys that the ending is going to be a happy one and I would like to say yes, I've kept my words. Now to the ones who had expected that happy ending would have been when Taehyung and Soa would have gotten together but remember guys, the motive of this book wasn't to get the two together, it was to make Soa realize her importance, to get her to win the battle with herself. And in the end, she did, that is why I conclude this to be a happy ending.

On that being said, it disheartens me to say that the book is over and would be genuinely missed. <3