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EP16: The forgotten letters (18+)

A double update because I'm nice!

The sun had already set, casting a golden glow across the evening sky as Taehyung finished his last bite of dinner. As the minutes ticked by, Taehyung's anticipation turned into boredom, for his dear one's had not yet arrived home.

Restless, Taehyung decided to go take a nap until his husband's return. Suddenly, he remembered the mysterious compartment he had discovered earlier that afternoon and the letters and postcards within. With wooden floorboards creaking beneath his feet, he made his way through the dimly lit hallway to his bedroom.

Pulling out his bedside table drawer, Taehyung uncovered a collection of faded letters and postcards, held together by a delicate ribbon. He settled on the bed, eager to uncover the secrets concealed within these forgotten messages.

His fingers trembled slightly as he untied the ribbon, revealing letters and postcards addressed to a lady named Greta. Taehyung furrowed his brow, wondering who this Greta might be, for he knew that a lady named Elvira, the previous owner of the house, had lived there with her cruel husband. With a mix of intrigue and trepidation, Taehyung began to read the first letter.

Dear Greta,

It has been too long since we last saw you, my sweet daughter. Your absence weighs heavily on our hearts as the days turn into months. Your father and I miss you dearly, and we yearn to have you by our side once again.

The house feels empty without you. The memories of your presence bring bittersweet tears to my eyes. Please, my dear, let us know what are you doing and
how you've been. We long to hear your voice and hold you close.

Life has not been kind to us lately. We find ourselves facing difficult times, struggling to make ends meet. Your father has lost his job, falsely accused of stealing. Money is scarce, and we worry for the well-being of our family but, your father would never steal.

In the midst of these hardships, a glimmer of joy has graced our lives. I have given birth to a precious baby boy, and you, my dearest Greta, have become an elder sister once again. His innocent gaze and playful laughter reminds me of you.

Please, my dear daughter, consider returning home to us. We cannot face these challenges alone any longer, as we have nobody to help us out. Our hometown beckons us, for there, we have the support of our loved ones. Together, we could rebuild our lives.

I pray that this letter finds you well and that you will respond to our desperate plea for your return. Our hearts ache for you, Greta.

With all my love,

Your Mother

The mother's desperation for her daughter was evident in the letter he just read. He placed the letter aside, proceeding to read the next one.

My Dearest Greta,

It has been months since my words last reached you— months filled with worry and longing. Each day seems to stretch on forever as we await a response from you, my dear daughter.

Our struggles continue, my sweet. The lack of money gnaws at our spirits, leaving us weary and vulnerable. Your absence makes the burden even heavier. If only we could hold you, find comfort in you.

Our little baby boy grows before my eyes. We have named him George. His bright eyes and toothless smile fill my heart with joy, but the weight of our circumstances looms over this happiness. Your father's unemployment has touched every corner of our lives, and we desperately need your help, Greta.