My heart stopped for a moment. Barely could breath because it was unbelievable to accept. Getting dark all around. Stepping back as I look forward I see my favorite childhood doll turning into a six-foot-tall man.
𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆- Age gap, forbidden roma...
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At 7 p.m.-
Emerging from the washroom, refreshed, I had intended to visit Eogok-Dong village today to meet with Kim Namjoon. Unfortunately, due to the poor condition of the roads, we were unable to commit to that plan.
Certainly, I will take Seokjin with me so he can guide me well. Essentially, I spent the entire day roaming the market and must leave early tomorrow since he informed me that the Yangsan province is located in another region, and the roads there are somewhat worse, akin to those in rural areas.
It may take more than two hours to reach there from the city of Busan. Therefore, I have decided to set out right after sunset. Because the sooner I can learn about my past, the sooner I can unveil Jungkook and find my liberation.
Standing in front of the mirror, I dry my hair with a towel, though I have a hairdryer, I did not bring it with me. I am still dressed in my white bathrobe when someone knocks on the door.
I check myself in the mirror one last time before opening the door, where a waiter stands with a tray carrying two bottles of beer. With a slight smile, I receive it, express my gratitude, and close the door again. Although I had already bought several packets of snacks from a local store, so I need not bother with a tray.
There is a balcony with a view of Busan's brightly lit buildings, and a swing, which I have secured in place to prevent it from swinging.
Instead of pouring the drink into a glass, I drink directly from the bottle, gulping it down since I will go to sleep around nine and need to wake up at five in the morning again.
As a doctor, I am drinking alcohol, though I am aware of its side effects. But currently, what I need most is mental peace, which I haven't been getting these days. I just want to relax and sleep, nothing more. The brutal torment I endured and witnessing the deaths of Dad and Ruyun in front of me is making me even more unwell.
As I was lost in these thoughts, a call from Taehyung came through on my phone. I quickly answered it, and upon hearing his sobbing voice, it felt as if my heart had dropped.
"Taehyung, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" I asked incredulously, but he continued to sob.
"Taehyung?"
"Tell me you love me." Finally, hearing his voice, I realized he was drunk and had called me. I sighed deeply and settled back into the swing, a soft smile escaping me.
