𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐒┃❝ some souls are stiched from sorrow long before they even breath ❞
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𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝘄𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇,
𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖿 𝖺 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻.
𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗒 𝗐𝗂�...
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𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐒 ❛ the silence between the sentences ❜
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐘 the calmest faces often hold the loudest storms. perhaps it's because still water runs deep, or maybe because some hearts have simply grown tired of breaking open.
silence, after all, isn't always peace — sometimes it's restraint, sometimes it's protection. and sometimes, it's the only way to survive the tremble of truth.
the dining room light cast a soft yellow hue on the polished wood, catching the faint shimmer of nervous sweat on eva’s forehead.
her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for her glass.
the question had been simple, direct, and soft — too soft to match the quiet tension that now filled the room.
"so what you wanted to tell me?"
yuwon’s heart skipped, then sped, a wild rhythm caged within her ribs. she took a generous sip of water, forcing herself to swallow the tight lump in her throat along with it.
the cup clinked faintly as she set it down.
her gaze flickered to the girl across from her — stoic, unreadable, still chewing the last bite of her supper as if unaware of the tension in yuwon’s shoulders.
y/n’s expression was flat, as always, but her eyes were attentive, sharp, dissecting.
that alone made yuwon look away.
"eonni?"
y/n’s voice wasn’t impatient.
not yet.
but it nudged yuwon, gently reminding her time was moving.
brownette took a breath and nodded slowly.
she had to say it.
she wasn’t afraid of most people — but her younger sister wasn’t most people.
"actually..."
that one word came out heavier than she expected. y/n waited, still chewing calmly. yuwon glanced back at her plate and spoke, her voice steadying.
"actually, we got a wedding invitation."
y/n blinked once. "wedding invitation?" her tone was neutral, if not slightly confused.
"yeah. and the bride is.... mom. she called me. she wants us to go to korea. and... wants us to stay there permanently."
