"I no longer intend to continue to stay with you. Simply sign the divorce documents and disappear." As he spoke, he threw the papers onto the table. Without further comment, I signed the documents and walked away.
He suddenly appeared seven years la...
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Sometimes two people have to be apart to realize how much they need to fall back together.
Taehyung POV:
After hearing all that had happened while I was sleeping and after disputing with that damn doctor I was sent back to my room. My doctor instructed me to remain here for another night before I may leave the following morning. He did this because he believed that keeping me in the hospital any longer could be dangerous. But nevertheless, I'll still be returning here for Y/n as soon as I'm released.
Jimin and Kento used some stories to send the children back home. Ironically, children are easily deceived by some made-up tales and believe them, while we adults strive mightily to believe that everything that happens is just a lousy dream.
We prayed for her to return within the 48 hours we had left, but my incessant restlessness made me feel sicker and worse. I couldn't take it anymore, so I considered walking down the hall considering I couldn't see her. They refused to listen despite my best efforts to persuade them, so I gave up since my twins also needed their father at the time. Again when did they need me?
I feel so helpless and hopeless and I was incapable to save her or my children. And when I attempted to do something, everything fell apart completely. I am aware of Ryuu and the details of the police's inquiries into him. They came for my testimony and the fact that I was so distraught by the prospect of losing Y/n that I had completely forgotten that I had seen a guy shoot himself. I hope Y/n never learns about Ryuu's serious and different story after she awakens.
Once she wakes up...
As some time passed by, the next morning I was ultimately instructed to return home; fortunately, Kento and my twins decided to do the same after being persuaded by my family to do so. We all need one other's support at this point. I urged Kento and my mother to let me spend the night with my children. As I listened to how they had been weeping for their mother all this time, they gave me permission. Tonight, I'll hug them as tightly as I can to ensure that they feel secure and understand that their father is with them and that they shouldn't be concerned.
They were holding hands and squatting on their bed sleeping soundlessly as I walked into the room. I approached them, sat down next to them on the edge of the bed, and carefully observed them while doing my best to be silent. I wanted to cry as they were worn out and had eyes that were swallowed from sobbing so much. I gently caress their head with my hand while I consider singing them a slow lullaby.
After some time, I settle down next to them and do my best not to wake them up as I wrap us in the blanket and pat them to coax them to sleep better. As I was doing this, the image of the four of us united crossed my thoughts and brought tears to my eyes. If only I hadn't messed everything up, maybe, just maybe, we would be living a wonderful life now. I have no idea when I fall into a deep sleep while thinking about my fictitious and miserable thoughts.
