8 Years - ENG VERSION

Chapter 3

JISOO

I woke up and felt Haein's arms around me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I didn't want to leave, I felt protected in his arms. Protected from the cruel reality that awaited me.

"Are you awake?" I heard his husky voice that was like music to my ears.

"Hm..." I nodded.

"I didn't mean to wake you. I'm sorry."

"It was not you." I say. It took him a while, maybe he didn't want to let go of me either, but he got up. He left me, and it was like I was diving into the deepest, darkest waters and would drown without his embrace. I felt fragile, unprotected, and helpless.

"Can I shower?" He asked and I nodded. He got up and walked to the bathroom. When I heard the door close, I sat up and gulped, his clothes scattered on the floor making me question why this had happened, why I allowed this to happen, and why I didn't regret it.

But in the end, these were irrelevant questions, The reason behind Haein being there came back to my mind; Haeji, Jung Hae-Ji, our daughter, was alive. The life I generated, the child I loved to some extent, was born. I put on my robe again, took Haein's clothes and went to the laundry area in the kitchen, putting them in the washing machine and going back to the living room. I faced the papers on the floor, it seemed something scary, but I would have to face that truth. I gathered the papers and swallowed hard. I took the picture of the girl, my girl, my Haeji. So beautiful, so cute, so like me, but at the same time so like Haein. Involuntarily I smiled.

So I thought about what could be done now. Now that we know the truth, what will be done? How will Haein and I solve this?

The bell rang bringing me back to reality and I left the papers and the photo on the table and went to the door, but it was soon opened by Jennie, who knew the code.

"Hi, Jisoo. You took so long." She said smiling and approaching me, giving me a hug. "I need your help with the decorations for the baby shower. Lisa and Rosé only get here in two weeks and Taehyung said that I could do whatever I wanted, and it would be perfect." She rolls her eyes. Jennie is very spoiled by Taehyung, and she often gets angry about it, which I never understood. She turns to leave her bag on the couch and then notices the papers and the photo. Jennie turned to me with a frown. "What papers are those? Who is this child?"

"Jisoo, my..." Haein appeared in the room and Jennie turned to him. "Clothes..." Haein stopped talking and gave a shy, beckoning smile. "Hi..." He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head, shy since he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. A very beautiful sight, by the way. "Kim Jennie." Jennie turned to me, staring at me waiting for an explanation, and apparently she was angry too.

"Haein, can you go back to the room? I left you some sweatpants on the bed." He nodded, he again smiled and waved at Jennie, but she must have been glaring at him, after all, he cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck again before turning and leaving. I saw that she actually scowled at him when she turned to me. "Please stay calm, or you will give birth here in my room." She looked even angrier and took a step towards me. I stepped back, raising my hands. "Wow."

"Can you explain to me what's going on here?" She orders.

"I promise to explain everything to you later, but Haein and I need to sort this out first."

"You and Haein? Will you adopt a child? Did you have sex?"

"Don't ask me questions I can't answer." I pleaded and she arched an eyebrow.