✔Love After Marriage [Taennie Adaption]

9

Under the first blush of dawn, I bid farewell to the home that held memories of my failed marriage.

I was returning to my prenuptial haven – an apartment I'd kept wisely.

The haunting silence of the previous night lingered, shrouding the air with a rising sense of finality.

Taehyung had disappeared hastily after taking an unexpected call.

The irony wasn't lost on me - my wedding ring, the only tangible proof of our five-year union, was now abandoned on the bedside table.

Taehyung didn't return that night, suggesting an implicit acceptance of our impending divorce.

The only casualty of this fallout - an expedient marital arrangement.

The curveball came as Taehyung texted that evening,

"I'll pick you up for tonight's party."

He took over the usual corporate communication, breaking the norm.

I declared in my response my decision to move out and attend the party solo.

His silence revealed the gravity of our situation.

Just as I was beginning to adjust to this newfound silence, an unexpected visitor appeared - Taehyung.

His appearance, so alien in its weariness and reddened eyes, surprised me.

I saw a vulnerability that I hadn't seen before.

Noticing my bare finger spurred a passionate discussion about our impending divorce.

Amid my confusion regarding his sudden resistance, he made his stance clear:

"Jennie... I don't want a divorce."

There it was. Taehyung's stand.

He didn't want a divorce, which left me grappling with a whirlwind of unexpected emotions.

Amidst our abruptly interrupted conversation, I tagged him for the party.

I was surprised to find the backseat of his car filled with pink gift bags and, much to my astonishment, stocked sugar in the glove compartment - catering to my hypoglycemic needs.

I hesitated at the efforts he started making to accommodate my preferences.

As if his sudden attentiveness wasn't shocking enough, he promised to compromise, to adjust – share meals, respect my social boundaries,

and confirm a united front in case of misunderstandings.

His voluntary disclosure of the ongoing scandals involving a confident Irene and his reassurance of her insignificance in our lives left me reeling.

"Jennie,"

He prayed, coming clean about his self-realization following a night of deep introspection.

He confessed his failures as a husband and requested a chance to mend our damaged relationship.