Being in a hospital is never fun, period. But there's one thing in this case that seems to make things better; the doctor who visits to check on you more frequently than others. Dr. Kim Namjoon is a totally swoon-worthy cardiac doctor who just happe...
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ᴇᴘɪʟᴏɢᴜᴇ | "ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ"
-Ten Years Later-
Ten years have passed since we won the trial, and Namjoon and I have been married for nine years now. He finally convinced me to marry him and somehow convinced me to have kids, too. We had a little girl, who just turned five. She's the cutest thing. Namjoon let me pick her name, and I think Kim Ellianna suits her perfectly. After the drama of what happened all those years ago, my life went back to (fairly) normal. Though I'm married to Namjoon, and nothing is ever really normal. Life with him is never boring, let's just say that. To catch up on what happened in this time span, I finished school; started my internship with Jimin's company; and developed a real relationship with Namjoon.
I slowly recovered from my illnesses and kind of the trauma I was put through when I was taken. Now, of course, it doesn't really bother me much anymore, since I've moved on, but there are times when I still struggle with everyday life. I figured things would probably be like that for the rest of my life, but I had my family by my side to get through it, so things would somehow be okay. When things went back to my version of normal, as cringe as this sounds, I took a second chance I was given at freedom to take every opportunity given to me to make a better effort to enjoy the life I lived, instead of shutting down. I mean; we never really appreciate the little things we have until they are stripped away from us.
Things like freedom. It's insane what some will do in the name of love—including stripping away someone else's freedom. It's crazy how much one person can change your life. Trust me, I definitely appreciated my freedom once it was given back to me. So, I started keeping in touch with everyone again, and I still don't understand why I didn't do things better the first time around. Because I made a better effort, I think it only made my friendships and relationship with my brother stronger. Jimin and I hung out multiple times once I was able to. It really is funny what he said all those years ago, about us being like twins; so similar and yet so different. For quite a while he and I were attached at the hip, similar to when we were younger. But I love my brother, and I'll forever cherish every new memory I was able to make with him over the years. Besides Namjoon, he's my best friend.
Namjoon and I also spent a millennium of time together and went on many dates. Real ones, where we were able to develop a real, fairly healthy relationship together. All in all, life went back to my kind of normal, and life went on. A few weeks after our court date, Namjoon proposed to me for real, (it having taken him months to convince me to marry him), and after much coercion, I accepted. Then somehow, the cheeky bastard convinced me to "expand our family," and seven years later, little Miss Ellianna was born. It's been five years since then, and she's five now. However, that wasn't enough for Namjoon, so the cheeky bastard got me pregnant again, and here we are. But despite my weird dynamics, I couldn't be happier with my family. I love my husband, and my daughter so much even if it took a bit of a rough start, to begin with. Despite things starting off difficult, I'm genuinely happy that things worked out the way they did. I've moved on since then, and everything is genuinely okay now. I've accepted Yeonjun's m̶u̶r̶d̶e̶r̶ death now, and been able to move on.
