HIS VICIOUS LOVE

chapter 9

As the days passed following Taehyung's tragic death, the once vibrant and lively atmosphere of his family home had become shrouded in a heavy veil of sorrow. Every corner echoed with memories of Taehyung, his laughter and warmth lingering in the air like a haunting melody. For his parents, the pain of losing their beloved son was unbearable, each passing moment a painful reminder of the void he had left behind.

Unable to bear the weight of their grief any longer, Taehyung's parents made the difficult decision to leave their home behind and start anew in London. They hoped that a change of scenery would offer them some solace, a reprieve from the constant ache of their loss. With heavy hearts, they approached Emma, offering her the chance to join them in their new life across the sea.

But Emma couldn't bring herself to leave. This house, filled with memories of Taehyung, held a piece of her heart that she couldn't bear to part with. It was here that she had shared countless moments of joy and laughter with him, and to leave it behind felt like abandoning a part of herself. Though the pain of staying was almost unbearable, it was a pain she was willing to endure if it meant holding onto the memories of her beloved Taehyung.

So, with tears in her eyes and a heavy heart, Emma declined her in-laws' offer,
And decided to live in her parents house.

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Emma sat alone on her balcony, the cool night air gently brushing against her face. The moon shone brightly in the sky, casting a soft glow over the world below. As Emma gazed at the tranquil scene, her thoughts drifted to darker places.

She couldn't shake the feeling that she brought misfortune upon others. First, she lost her parents and was raised in an orphanage. Then, she met Jungkook, who brought nothing but trouble into her life.
And just when she thought she had found happiness again, fate had cruelly snatched it away from her, leaving her broken and alone once more.

A heavy weight settled in Emma's chest as she contemplated her role in the lives of those she cared about. She couldn't help but wonder if she was cursed, destined to bring hardship and sorrow wherever she went. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grappled with these thoughts, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of her own perceived shortcomings.

As the tears continued to fall, Emma sank to her knees, the weight of her grief too heavy to bear. In that moment, she felt utterly alone, lost in a sea of darkness with no lifeline to cling to. And as she wept, the emptiness around her seemed to swallow her whole, leaving her drowning in a sea of sorrow.

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Few days later.

Emma sat in her room, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light over the pages of her book. It was her refuge, the only place where she could escape the suffocating weight of her grief, if only for a little while. As she lost herself in the world of words, the sound of a knock on her door shattered the fragile peace she had managed to find.

Startled, Emma looked up, her heart pounding in her chest. With trembling hands, she set her book aside and called out,

"Come in."

The door creaked open, and Hannah stepped into the room, her face etched with worry. Emma's stomach dropped at the sight of her sister's distressed expression, a sense of foreboding settling over her like a heavy blanket.

"Hannah, what's wrong?"

Emma asked, her voice trembling with fear.

Hannah took a deep breath, her eyes filled with urgency.