On 29th of October, 1999~
"It's a girl" the nurse smiled and handed over the little baby to the mother.
"Hey there" the mother smiled as she took the girl in her arms. "Can you call my attendant who's outside?" the mother asked the nurse and the nurse nodded politely, and called the person in.
The others left the room.
"Yoogeun" she called for her butler.
"Yes, Ms.Kim" the butler said politely.
"How's Taehyung doing with the Jeons?" she asked about her son.
"He's doing well indeed Ms.Kim" the butler smiled. "He will be trained along with the Jeons' son, Jungkook".
"Can't believe that Taehyung was born like this four years ago" she said with a chuckle, remembering the time when she first held baby Taehyung in her arms.
The butler smiled too.
"What should we name you?" the mother looked at her daughter who was holding her index finger with her own tiny hands, the baby's eyes closed.
With a thinking face she stayed silent for a moment, and then she finally let out, "Y/n".
She smiled and kissed her daughter's forehead.
"It's a good name, right Yoogeun?" she asked and the man nodded.
"Y/n" he said. "A perfect name just like her".
"I'll be going" the mother suddenly said.
"Where Ms.Kim?" the butler asked with confusion.
"To my husband" she smiled and Yoogeun was left frozen. "We all knew that I won't last long after the labour".
Yoogeun nodded in understanding.
"Bury me near my husband" she said and Yoogeun nodded once again with misty eyes.
"I'm sure that Taehyung will take good care of his sister" the butler said.
"No" the mother denied. "Tell everyone that the baby died along with the mother".
"M-Ms.Kim" the butler was lost for words.
"I don't want any more enemies trying to kill our family or my daughter" she replied. "I want her to live away from all this".
"Ms.Kim, but we also have other ways" the butler protested. "We have the Jeons' help now".
"But that won't stop the others from trying to kill her" she told.
They had the Jeons' support. But the mother was afraid. It was a mother's instinct.
"Yoogeun, place her in the crib" she said and the butler did so.
"Leave her somewhere else" the mother replied. "Don't give her last name to anyone" her voice came out once more.
But pain was evident in her voice. Pain that she won't be able to see her daughter's first steps, her first words.
Pain that Taehyung won't be able to pamper his little sister with all the love in this world.
Pain that her daughter would not be able to grow with her parents and a family by her side.
But she wanted to keep her away from this side of the world.
"Leave her" the mother said with tears in her eyes.
"Ms.Kim, we can reconsider-" Yoogeun was cut off.
"And that's an order" she said sternly.
The butler had no other option but to nod his head.
"You did well, Yoogeun" the mother said and the butler nodded his head once again.
She turned her head towards the crib and smiled while looking at her daughter sleeping peacefully. Hoping that her daughter would be able to sleep the same peaceful way, all her life.
Suddenly, mission sounds echoed through the room.
Yoogeun looked at the monitor, lines flat.
She died looking at her baby.
She died looking at her daughter.
She died looking at you.
Yoogeun let his tears fall as he closed her eyes which were opened.
He took out a paper and wrote in it.
Her name is Y/n. Born on 29th of October, 1999.
Take good care of her.
He wrote in black ink, calligraphy.
He took the baby in his arms and started walking outside the hospital.
He spotted a garbage bin at the back of the hospital and walked there. Tears never not streaming down his eyes.
He finally reached the bin and then looked at the baby who was crying.
His lips quivered as he saw the baby crying.
He didn't want to. But he had to. He was ordered to.
The butler kissed the baby on her head and said, "I'm sorry Y/n".
He placed the baby on the garbage bin, the umbilical cord still attached, and left the note he has written himself along with her.
He turned around and started walking away.
The tears never stopped coming out of his eyes.
He stood from far away and watched if anyone would come to take the baby.
He watched the baby crying.
Yoogeun harshly bit his inner cheeks as more tears streamed down his face. Because he heard the baby cry. Yet, he stood there.
He waited there for half an hour waiting for someone to come.
And finally someone did.
The person walked towards the garbage bin after hearing the cries.
"A baby?!" the person exclaimed while taking you in their arms. And the note which Yoogeun wrote also didn't go unnoticed.
"Y/n?" Yoogeun heard the person say.
With a heavy heart, he started walking away.
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