Epilogue

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2 years and a half later

Inna

Summer rays of sunshine peek through the white curtains in the living room, reflecting in the mirror and all the shiny surfaces, almost blinding me. I close my eyes shut, the bright light hurting my retina. June weather still has a reminiscent of spring in it, which must be one of the reasons why this is the only summer month that I tolerate. But as it is the end of the month, the sun is slowly claiming its reign, bringing the undesired heat along with it.

"Jesus Christ! What's with this light all of a sudden? " I speak to myself as I place the rose lipstick back on the cabinet and move to the windows, determined to do something about this light.

I'm crossing the room with rushed steps until I reach the curtains. As I am grabbing them to close them shut so I can finish my make-up in peace, I halt, my hands frozen on each side of the two curtains. Yes, the light is blinding and it still hurts my eyes, but I'm mesmerized by the view outside my window. Everything is green, the subtle and delicate flower arrangements in the building complex yard as beautiful as in magazines. There are butterflies flying around, a sight so rare in the middle of a huge metropolis like Seoul, but here they are, beautiful and fragile beings. I look up and the sky is of the bluest blue, clear of any clouds. That would explain the force of the sun rays today. Everything is so still, no leaf is moving, no sounds can be heard except the shy chirping of some small birds in a nearby tree. I stand there and take in the sight, mesmerized and unable to form a thought as if I am frozen in time. Like I have been for the past 18 months. Alive, but still lacking a big part of me. The moment doesn't last too long. As if on command, a small breeze starts blowing, moving the tree branches and causing the rustle of the leaves. Only seconds later, the noise breaks through, the sounds of the boisterous city, distant car honks and more chirping noises. It feels as if time has started to flow again. As if clocks were turned and life was restored. My quarrel with the sun is forgotten as I look at the beauty in front of my eyes. I must admit, I knew this apartment has a great view, it's one of the reasons why Namjoon chose it, but what I'm witnessing now is beyond my imagination. Or maybe my eyesight is enhanced by the knowledge of what this day will bring with it.

"Looks like the world has finally come back to life. After all this time... I'll see you soon, Namjoon! " I murmured as I open the curtain wide. I decided I will leave my vampire behavior dormant and enjoy this beautiful day, letting the light invade the huge space of my living room. I will just finish my make-up in the bathroom. I am almost done, anyway.

I head to the bathroom, grabbing the mascara and powder with me for the final touches, then check myself in the mirror. My hair is falling in loose curls over my shoulders, longer than it has ever been, with a strand tucked behind my ear exposing the small pearl earring. The pale pink silky dress, with its elbow length sleeves, falling perfectly over my lower body and stopping right under the knees. It has two small splits on each leg and a little light brown belt around the waist, giving it a stylish boho vibe. It's summerish and comfly, yet stylish and worthy of a lawyer and an idol's girlfriend. I look good. I never thought I would have the chance to say that, but I do. My eyes are brighter, my skin is shinier and there is a subtle glow that can't be explained in words. It comes from within.

I can't help but compare the times before and after I met Namjoon. I will not be one of those girls saying that a man changed their lives. I will not be praising him as others do to their men, arriving to save me like a knight in shining armor. I will not say that because the truth is, he didn't save me. We saved each other. He arrived just as damaged as me, in ways the world never knew of, and instead of pretending to know how to fix it all, he laid his soul bare in front of me and hoped that I would be willing to see something worthy there. Hoping that maybe we can do something out of this, together. He didn't fix me and I didn't fix him. Instead, we grabbed each other's hands and walked together through the hardships and pain, and all the attacks of the past and present all the same, until we learned how to grow through. We were not broken. We were lost, and together we found a way. Laid our own path. It still feels surreal, even now. Looking back, I can't believe how far I've come. How much I learned and how much I changed. But it is a good change, a version of me I like the most and with all my heart, I hope I will keep this version of myself as long as I can because in this version I am happy. And happiness is my ultimate goal as a living human being.

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