𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 |Taelisa|✓

||14||Heartache

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Amidst a hectic week of bustling foreign meetings and crafting a dazzling new collection, I'm confronted with a realization.

A week has slipped by since Taehyung's call, and my attempts to reach him have met silence, leaving a void that intensifies with each unanswered call.

During this chaos, my feelings for him have evolved into something profound—a love that I can no longer ignore.

The awareness hits me: I want him in my life. It might sound crazy, but my emotions are driving me to convey this truth. In my heart, I've decided to open up to him, expressing not just a willingness to be his girlfriend but to be whatever he desires—a confidante, a lover, or even a life partner.

The mix of passion, vulnerability, and a yearning for connection swirls within me as I prepare to share these sentiments with him.

In my closet, his jacket holds a unique power—the scent that wraps around me, offering solace in moments of sadness and solitude.

Nuzzling into its fabric, I find comfort in his vivid imagination. It might sound crazy, but I've embraced this eccentricity.

That's precisely why I intentionally requested his jacket, seeking a tangible connection to him. However, despite the reassurance it brings, my heart remains burdened with concerns for him.

Stepping into my thriving boutique, a testament to the professionalism of the staff I carefully selected, I bask in the success of our collective efforts.

After diligently completing my tasks, I exit the bustling workplace and head towards my car. The uncertainty of locating him tugs at my thoughts, leaving me yearning for his presence.

Prepared for any outcome, even the possibility of rejection, I hold onto the belief that he, too, is drawn to me. Memories of our passionate encounters linger, a testament to the undeniable connection we share.

The realization hits me, and I find myself admitting to love. Contemplating the need to define our relationship, I consider the roles of wife and girlfriend.

The prospect of caring for his daughter and envisioning myself as a devoted, submissive housewife takes shape. The dream of a loving husband and a small, beautiful family forms in my mind.

Yet, fear creeps in—a fear of whether he'll leave his current partner for this envisioned future or prioritize his existing family.

The uncertainty leaves me anxious, wondering about the choices he'll make and the impact they might have on us.

As I drove to his taxi head station office, my anticipation grew. Parking the car, I locked it and stepped out, heading towards his room.

However, my path intersected with his boss, who was engaged in conversation with another driver. I greeted the old man with a smile and said, "Good morning!"

He responded with a hint of wonder, "Miss, it's you again? Good morning to you." Returning the courtesy, I inquired, "Yes. Where is Taehyung Kim?". He chuckled and said, "Did you forget something again in his taxi? Oh, he's on leave."

A quiet chuckle escaped me as I acknowledged the irony of leaving my heart and everything else in his taxi.

His words sent a shiver down my spine, a sudden shock settling in. "He's probably excited, even if it takes nine more months. His live-in partner is pregnant. Maybe the woman is having gestational cravings, so he has to go home. I'm not sure when he'll be back. Probably next week."

The revelation hit me like a ton of bricks, leaving me shocked and hurt. "What, his partner is pregnant?" The unexpected news pierced through me, stirring a mix of emotions.