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Seasons Change; (CH53)

Jisoo's hands loosely brushed over her emptied eyes. She wanted to feel what she looked like.

'Do I look pretty?' Jisoo's voice asked, withered.

You felt your own throat dry up upon hearing her.

You took a brief moment to look at her. It has to be brief, that's all you could stand.

'So pretty, as always.' You exclaimed, your enthusiasm mismatched your sickened expression.

You wanted to hug her again, but couldn't bear even touching her, her cold cold skin.

She smiled. Her thin face managed to conjure enough strength to string together a clearly fake smile. It didn't bring you one bit of comfort.

It horrified you.

Your husband did this.

Your hand covered your stomach, your womb - it's home.

'It's wonderful news, I'm glad you are having a baby, Y/N.' She spoke with warmth, but looked souless.

You could tell that she was trying her best to reclaim what little life she had left.

'That's a relief' You sighed, quietly.

'As it is for me too. Junseo can't bear to look at me, so...' She laughed, 'I'm glad he has a best friend.'

Your eye lids closed, tears escaped through the small crack and you tried your best to muffle your sniffles but you couldn't.

Jisoo said nothing.

She didn't forgive you.

She loved you, which is why she leaned in and hugged you with her ice-cold embrace. But, she didn't forgive you.

When she heard you arriving, she figured that she could enlighten you, her foolish companion, her best friend of 15 years, on how you had crushed every bond of trust the two of you had ever made.

Jisoo's arms tightened around you, her hand caressing your back.

She was bitter. Bitter that she still loved you.

She pecked the side of your head, near your ear, softly.

She wanted to make you pay.

Another hopeless, shameful sob escaped your mouth, your tears soaked up in the collar of Jisoo's shirt.

No, no she couldn't.

'You're coming back with me.'

Jisoo did want she did best and nodded.

You felt the pain in your heart plunge deeper, feeling her empty sockets pressed against your shoulder. You wanted to push her away, but hold her closer.

'Was your dress pretty?' Jisoo asked.

The snot clogged up in your nose could be grossly heard within your laugh.

'I hope so.'

•

It had been a few weeks since your meeting with Jisoo, and scuffle with Taeyong and Taehyung.

You had a bump on your stomach now.

You thought that you would feel more maternal, especially now looking the part, but every now and then you'd "unknowingly" reach for that bottle of malt, "mistaking" it for cordial. It took you one too many sips to figure that out.

You told everyone it was pregnancy brain.

Taehyung thought it was adorable.

You thought him stupid - he was the adorable one.