Hannah, a young heiress navigating the treacherous currents of wealth and expectation, lived a life meticulously crafted, yet strangely devoid of genuine connection. Then, like a storm breaking over a tranquil sea, Yoongi, the internationally acclai...
"Hannah, what's this?" My eyes widened when I saw what Karisa had in her hand. It was the folder containing my job application to a company in the UK.
"Are you going to run away again?" Her eyes were squinted in anger as she questioned me.
"No, I was just thinking," I claimed. "I just want to try it. You know, a new environment for Yoon-Ji." I added.
But, truthfully, Yoon-Ji and I had everything we needed. Yoon-Ji's passport is already with me. I was just waiting for the right time to inform Karisa about it. I know she will react this way.
"It's not for Yoon-Ji," she alleged. Karisa's voice became harsh as she tried to control her anger. "It's for yourself," she said angrily, throwing the folder on my table.
"Karisa, I thought you understood my situation," I said, standing up to face her. "And why did you go through my stuff?" I angrily inquired.
"I was looking for Yoongi's photo to give to Yoon-Ji." That is what I found instead." Motioning to the folder while still staring at me.
Karisa chastised me."Hannah, how long can you stand seeing Yoon-Ji cry because she was bullied for not having her appa? My God, she's only two years old, and she is already experiencing trauma with other children. She does not want to play outside anymore for fear of them making fun of her again."
It breaks my heart. "That's why I want to leave here." I attempted to reason things out.
"I can not really talk to you," she said, turning her back to me.
"Where're you going?" I called after her.
"To get someone knock some sense into that thick skull of yours," she yelled angrily, slamming the door in my face.
Karisa did not talk to me all morning. She simply came to take Yoon-Ji from me and returned to her bedroom.
There is no point in attempting to console an angry friend right now. I took a deep breath and headed to the garden. I needed to be alone in order to gather my thoughts.
I attended last night's BTS concert. I was so close to reaching out to Yoongi. I snap a picture when he came to stand in front of where I am seated.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and opened my gallery. Tears began to fall. I really missed him. "Looking good, Yoongi-si," I said aloud, gazing at his photograph.
"You did not need to talk to my picture when you could just call me."
I felt myself unable to breathe. I recognized that voice, but I resisted the urge to turn around for fear of my mind playing tricks on me.
Until he wrapped his arms around my waist. "I miss you so much, Hannah," Yoongi whispered into my ear. He burrowed his face into my neck. When I felt a hot liquid dampen my skin, I realized Yoongi was crying. His shoulders shook as he tightened his arms around me.
I lost control of my emotions as well. I turned around and hugged him closer to my body. "I miss you, too, Yoongi-si."
We released each other's embrace, but he cupped my face in his hands and kissed me passionately. God, I miss his kisses. I responded with the same fervor.
"Momma?"
We stopped kissing when we heard Yoon-Ji's voice.
When I looked behind Yoongi, I felt my cheeks flush red. They are standing there, looking at us. BTS with Karisa and Yoon-Ji.
Yoongi spun around. Karisa lowered Yoon-Ji.
Yoongi began to walk towards her, dropping to his knees as he approached so that they were at eye level.
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He cleared his throat first, then spoke. "Hello, little girl," his voice is filled with emotion. He nearly burst into tears when Yoon-Ji waved hello to him. "What is your name?" he asked softly.
"Yoon-Ji," my daughter replies timidly.
"Do you know who I am?Yoongi asks.
Yoon-Ji paused before replying, "Appa."
"Oh my God," Yoongi exclaimed before gently pulling Yoon-Ji into an embrace. She put her small arms around Yoongi's neck.
I can see the men behind them in tears as well. This is a deeply moving scene for everyone. Karisa's cheeks are wet with tears. She clung to Namjoon.
"Hannah," I heard on my right, and it was Helene. I ran to her as soon as she opened her arms.
"I am so glad you are okay, little one," she said softly in my ear.
I hugged my sister tight.
"Is that my niece?"She whispered to me. I nodded. "Oh my God, look at them!" I turned around to see Yoongi carrying our daughter and walking towards us.
"Hello, baby girl," Helene said, greeting Yoon-Ji. "Do you know who I am?" When Yoon-Ji called her Auntie, Helene broke down in tears.
"Noona!" I heard Jungkook call out to me. When I opened my arms, he almost ran towards me. Everyone came and hugged me. I felt so small in the presence of these big boys. They all seemed to have been buffed since the last time I saw them.
Yoongi wrapped his arm around my shoulders and held Yoon-Ji in his other hand. My daughter's head rests on her father's shoulder. The resemblance between them is striking. They were so adorable. Seeing Yoongi and Yoon-Ji together made my heart swell with happiness.
Karisa invited everyone to lunch.
These boys seemed at ease right away. They talked to Karisa as if they had known her for a long time.
"You have a lot to explain to me later," Yoongi murmured in my ear. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I felt his breath brush against it.
"Hannah? Karisa?" We all turned towards the voice.
Yoongi's arms tightened around me.
Percy was stunned when he realized who our guests were.
