In the Heat of Crimson Desire<3

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Chapter 18: (your pov)

Where is their child now ? I was really confused why this diary always ends with new questions, as much as I want to learn more about this family as it tangles me more in my own thoughts.

I quickly turned to the next pages, there were small entries.

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Date: September 15, 1815
Dear journal,

Tonight, I'm feeling really thankful. Even though Aimin, my son, cries a lot at night, having him with me makes me feel lucky. When he cries, it wakes me and Jungkook up. But holding him close, feeling his little heart beating, reminds me how much I love him. Every day, I love him more and more.For in the quiet hours of the night, as I rock my precious son to sleep, I am reminded of the countless blessings that fill my life, and the unwavering strength of the love that binds us together.

For in the quiet hours of the night, as I rock my precious son to sleep, I am reminded of the countless blessings that fill my life, and the unwavering strength of the love that binds us together

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Even though being a parent is hard, I'm happy to have Aimin in my life. Tonight, as I put him to sleep, I'm grateful for him and for our family. No matter what troubles come our way, I know we'll get through them together.

With each passing day, I find myself falling more deeply in love with Aimin, grateful for the opportunity to be his mother and to share in the journey of his growth and development. And as I lay him down to sleep, his tiny form nestled against mine, I offer up a silent prayer of thanks for the gift of his presence in my life. Then I looked at my side where jungkook was sleeping, he was snoring like a tired baby, his sleeps were affected too.

I feel sleepy I'm tired, I barely have time to write something here. Even My lord wants to spend some of our time with me too but we have no choice but to take care of our Little blessing.

Love,
Jeon Aaira.

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her love for her son Aimin shone through her words. I could sense the exhaustion in her writing, but also the deep sense of gratitude for having her son by her side. It made me reflect on the complexities of parenthood and the sacrifices that come with it.

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Date: December 25, 1816

Dear journal,

Today was a magical day as we celebrated our son Aimin's first Christmas. The excitement in the air was palpable as we gathered around the Christmas tree, adorned with twinkling lights and shimmering ornaments.

 The excitement in the air was palpable as we gathered around the Christmas tree, adorned with twinkling lights and shimmering ornaments

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