How scary can it be not to know whether you're living in reality or in your dreamland?
And what if it goes on for months?
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We are not fallen angles.
Neither are we pure evil.
The thing is that we are a confusing mix of both.
The "good guys"...
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"Hey," I started quietly as I placed two cups of coffee on the table in the middle of the huge veranda then went to stand beside Taehyung. "What are you thinking about?"
I can't believe it; it's been a couple of months already, and my life was actually starting to get better. Taehyung and I became really close friends. Well, best friends since I had no other friends to be precise. I honestly didn't know how he managed to hide all of his feelings for me this entire time.. But I guess he's loved me so much that he'd pretend like he didn't if this was what would make me feel better.
He was perfect.
And about the little girls, I think I was getting better at being a mother day by day. I just figured out that it only came with practicing.
I would spend hours with Sky, doing nothing important; just playing with her, hearing her stories that sounded interesting only because she was excited while telling them. I'd even read her to sleep sometimes!
And about the littlest angel, I don't know how to say this, but I almost cried in happiness the first time I held her and she smiled at me! Yes, her nanny gave me a strange look, but I didn't give a damn about it; she'd never understand the fact that it was the very first time to see My baby smiling because of Me.
And no. I couldn't remember a thing from those past ten years, and still remembered every little detail about my imaginary life.
"You really wanna know?" He asked with a small smile, yet it held some kind of tension behind it.
"I thought you tell me everything." I raised an eyebrow, waiting for his answer, and trying to pretend like I didn't notice his tension.
"Well," He sighed deeply, looking up at the dark sky for a second before looking at me again. "Our.. Anniversary is tomorrow."
Oh.
Literally, that was my reaction. You know when you're too shocked to even react, and as a result, you may look like you don't care. I didn't know how to react or what to say.
Not to mention how much it took from me not to remember the memories I had about these very few days of my and Jungkook's anniversary.
"That's why I didn't want to tell you," I heard him say as he looked forward, away from me. "It'll ruin everything we've done during the past few months."
"No," I took a deep breath then spoke calmly. "Something like that never.. Ruins." I unawarely found my hand patting his, but even when I realized it, I didn't pull it back. I looked up at him and smiled. "I understand how you feel and I'm so sorry for it."
"I can.. Manage how I feel. Kinda used to it by now." After taking his eyes off of our touching hands, he let out a small chuckle, which, I think, carried a lot of pain. It was a bitter chuckle. "Actually, there's a bigger problem."
