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" 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭."
There was nothing else I wanted more than to make this reunion as memorable as possible. Hongjoong was everything to me, and in the short span of time we had been together, I had come to feel so wanted and needed; it made me feel truly appreciated. He had a way of doing just that, with his endearingly nerdy attitude and those poetic words that always seemed to capture my heart completely.
Now that I knew I was soon going to be with him, everything in my life began to make more sense. With all the support from my mother and my father finally being held accountable for his wrongdoings, I felt like I could breathe again. Energized, I shuffled around the room, adjusting everything to perfection.
On the balcony, I set up a cozy little nook with pillows and blankets, decorated with flowers and some softly flickering candles. I wanted this reunion to be something he would never forget, a moment that showed how deeply I valued his unwavering support and how his presence had kept me from feeling alone in my darkest times. I could hear his chatter and laughter drifting up from downstairs, sounds that made my heart swell with a love I never thought I could feel, and yet here I was, overwhelmed by my emotions.
The room was arranged just as I had envisioned, and suddenly, I felt lighter. I placed his small birthday cake with a single candle on a table, a simple yet poignant symbol of the new beginning I hoped we would share. Tonight was not just about celebrating another year of his life; it was about us, about the journey we'd been on, and the future we were building together.
As I put the final touches on his little sanctuary, I paused to take it all in. The candles cast a gentle glow that danced across the room, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. The flowers added a touch of natural beauty, their subtle fragrance mingling with the evening air. I stepped back, satisfied with my handiwork, knowing everything was ready for the moment he would walk through the door.
Anticipation bubbled inside me as I imagined his reaction, the joy and surprise I hoped to see in his eyes. This night was a testament to our resilience, to the love that had blossomed between us against all odds. It was a celebration of him, of me, of us.
I took a deep breath, ready to greet him, to start our evening together. This reunion was the beginning of a new chapter, one filled with promise and the potential of endless possibilities. As I heard his footsteps approaching, my heart raced with excitement, ready to embark on this new journey with the person who had become my entire world.
There was a reason I had asked his father not to tell Hongjoong anything. I wanted every detail of this surprise to come directly from me, and I longed to witness his reaction firsthand upon discovering I was back in Seoul. Keeping it a secret heightened the anticipation and promised to make our reunion even sweeter.
