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The therapist looked at me with a mix of sympathy and concern in her eyes. "Y/n, I know it's hard to accept, but Namjoon is a creation of your mind. There's no evidence of his existence outside of your imagination. He is not real, he is your idea of a perfect man."
I sighed, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle in my bones. "But I remember him so vividly. Our moments together, the laughter, the tears. He was real, I swear."
She nodded gently, her voice softening. "I understand it's difficult, but we need to work through this. Accepting the truth is the first step towards healing."
As the session ended, I stepped out of the clinic, the cool air of the evening providing a faint sense of relief.
I saw Taehyung waiting in the car, his concerned gaze locked on me. I forced a smile, and got into the passenger seat.
"Rough day?" he asked softly, concern etched in his voice.
I leaned back, staring out the window. "Yeah, you could say that. But I know he's real, Taehyung. I'm not crazy. I just... I just need to prove it somehow."
Taehyung's hand found mine, offering a silent reassurance. "We'll figure it out together. I believe you, Y/n."
I stared at Taehyung, he is a good person.
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Months passed by, and there was no clue of Namjoon. I tried to make everyone believe he is real, but they made me think maybe he is not.
A pair of arms wrapped around me from behind, but I know it didn't belong to Namjoon, it was Taehyung.
It had been a week since our honeymoon began, and each passing moment seemed to bring us closer together.
Taehyung handed me a freshly picked flower. "For the most beautiful person in the world."
I accepted it with a smile, the sweet gesture melting away any lingering worries. "Thank you, Taehyung. You always know how to make me feel special."
Not as special as Namjoon used to make me feel. Gosh why do I love him so much?
Namjoon, I want you. Please come back. You are my comfort place.
Taehyung sat beside me, his warmth seeping into my side as we watched the waves dance beneath the morning sun. "I'm just happy to see you happy, Y/n. You deserve all the joy in the world."
I leaned my head against his shoulder. At that moment, I realized how much I had let go of the past. The memories of Namjoon seemed distant, like fragments of a dream I was slowly forgetting. Taehyung had become my present, my future, and my anchor.
I will give my long to Taehyung now. "I love you."
Taehyung smiled and kissed my forehead. "I love you too."
