Divorced Hearts | THV

The Choice

Y/n’s POV 

A week had whisked by within a flash . I was able to get an apartment within my budget . The first few days were a mix of relief and sorrow. Even though I was free , the weight of the past still lingered . 

I managed to secure a job as an art teacher at a local community close to where I lived.  Teaching the children something with which I had always expressed myself, was a delight. They were all young and excited to learn . In the mornings I would be busy with classes and in the evening, I would give time to my own personal artworks, focusing on each detail. 

My life was slowly slipping towards normalcy..

Weeks turned into  months and I started to find a rhythm. I avoided thinking about my marriage, focusing completely on myself and my baby. Besides that , I was able to make a friend. She was Eva , also a teacher in the community. 

My pregnancy came with a lot of its own issues. I could feel the weakness within me during the morning when I would throw up . There would be a dull headache which would follow me till the rest of the day along with whisks of dizziness. My encounter with Eva happened when I ended up collapsing after the end of class . 

She was the one who brought me to the hospital. When I regained my senses, she was still there waiting. Not being able to keep it within myself, I ended up telling her about my life before I ended up in the locality. She was a kind soul who empathised with my situation . We had clicked since then . She would call me every morning, checking on my state . Sometimes she would even visit when I didn't sound alright.

It was Sunday and I was getting ready to visit my gynaecologist . I was in my second month of pregnancy . Eva wished to accompany but she was caught up with some urgent work. I had assured her that I'd be alright and let her rest rather than worrying about me . 

I took a cab to the doctor's clinic. During the ultrasound, I heard the baby's heartbeat for the first time. It was a surreal and melancholic moment. The human brain is a mystery. Over the past few days, I had been avoiding thoughts of Taehyung or anyone else, but in that instant, I couldn't help but imagine a different reality. In some other universe, perhaps, I wouldn't be experiencing such a meaningful moment alone. I felt the sadness of imagining this kid without a father .

I shrugged off the thought as soon as possible. The rest of the session went by pretty quickly. The baby was healthy and I was doing just fine, although the doctor did ask me to avoid much stress and try to rest more . 

As I returned home from the clinic, I felt a mix of emotions. The baby's heartbeat still echoed in my mind, a beautiful sound . Becoming a mother was a dream to me . I had always wanted to experience motherhood ever since I was young where I wished to become a present mother to my kid . 

The hope of having a family seemed fatal after marriage though because of the way mine and Taehyung's relationship started . But a seed of hope was eventually planted within me as things had started to settle between us. When I finally got the positive test in my hand , I was happy but there were more emotions brimming within me . Taehyung's sudden distance, his protest to be in the same room as me…then I found out the reasons behind them .

I dropped my bag on the couch and settled down myself with a bottle of water.  The absence of lift in the apartment building had started to become a problem, especially when I stayed on the fifth floor . It was exhausting to climb up the steep , uneven stairs of the place .

I had just settled onto the couch when the doorbell rang. It left me curious and slightly annoyed at the same time . I did remember ordering some more paints for the artwork I was working on so even though the interruption annoyed me , I walked over to open the door.

As I unlocked the door , the familiar figure of Taehyung stood across me. My heart skipped a beat, a rush of anger and disbelief washing over me at his uncalled sight. "Taehyung? What are you doing here?" I demanded, my voice shaky but firm." Are you unwell ? " he asked, his voice concerned and his eyes betraying to not show a storm of emotions.

“ Is that why you are here ? To ask me about my health? " My voice dripped with sarcasm. It was unbelievable how he decided to show up like this after months had passed . Not only that , he managed to know where I lived when even my parents weren't aware .

" And how did you know where I'm living? “ My frown deepened watching his eyes fumble . His silence only welcomed frustration. “ Are you perhaps keeping an eye on my actions? " When he took an immediate glance at me on that accusation it confirmed that that was the truth . 

A scoff escaped past my lips at his audacity. “You really are something, aren't you ?” I shook my head . " I had to know whether you've settled down properly or not.  “ For the first time he was speaking as if ashamed of his actions. I was grateful that he knew that whatever he did wasn't anything I would have wanted.  " You have been visiting a gynaecologist , is there- “ "So now you have started stalking me ?" My eyes scrutinised his posture . 

He ignored the question and rather questioned back . " Is there anything you have to tell me about? “ Oh what did he consider himself as ?

" There's nothing as such . Stop ignoring my questions. " Taehyung looked down, his hand reaching to hold his face . “ Y/n I saw your reports, you are pregnant. “ When he looked up I couldn't figure out what he was feeling anymore. He looked as if he could break and I.. I wanted to push him as far away as I could. 

" How dare you go through my reports ?! " My anger burst through my next actions as my hands moved forward to push him by his chest. He took two steps back from the threshold of the entrance but he was still too close to my safe bubble. " Is the child mine ? “ But he was not phased by any of it . It was as if he only cared about his own doubts.  

" No . It's mine . “ I held my chin up while answering even though my chest tightened. Taehyung turned his head in denial of my words and stepped forward, his eyes turning feral . “ Am I the father of it ? I need to know." The way he emphasised the words left me baffled. 

“ Why don't you try finding it out ? You are good at it . " I didn't blink neither did I let my words shake . My resolve was slowly crumbling with wrath and grief . “ Please tell me…” the feral look slowly crumbled into something weak . I had never seen Taehyung this expressive before . It was as if he had lost control. “ You don't deserve to know. " This time it was me who shook my head .

“ You lost the right to know the night you let another woman touch you . You have no right to know after breaking my hope , after leading me on to believe that our marriage could have had a meaning. You don't have any right to know. " I walked back , creating the distance between us . " It was just a fragment of what actually happened. What you believe isn't the truth .” His head tilted to the side as he muttered.

" But it was what you let me believe anyway. “ I reached out for the door , tightening my hold around the knob. “ Will you let me explain? " He looked at me expectantly. " Why ? Because you think this child is yours ? “ I retorted.

Surprisingly, he scoffed more at himself than at me . " I could only hope for that …" his worlds trailed and his gaze moved to skim on my belly before looking back into my eyes . “ I want to explain because I realised that I hate being hated by you . I thought I could bear it all , but I failed . " I should have realised that his self centric nature would never change.

“ Don't ever come back to this place , Taehyung. “ I stated , starting to feel numb about this whole thing. " I shall meet you at court next . " With that I closed the door on his face , pressing my back on the wooden object separating us . I brought my phone and dialled the first number in the call log . As soon as she picked my call , I let myself slide down to sit on the floor by the door . “ Hey Y/n , everything alright? " I hummed, failing to keep my voice from trembling. “ Eva , I remember you telling me that your brother is a lawyer. I think I know what to do now . Can I meet him tomorrow? " 

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