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❤️🩹Take My Hand...❤️🩹 (Jisung X BPS yn)
⚠️This story contains themes of depression and self-harm, so if you are sensitive to these topics, it may be best to skip this narrative⚠️
In this tale, yn and Jisung face a significant challe...
Jisung's POV Right now, I'm sitting in her room, where the soft glow of a Disney movie flickers from the projector. I want to talk about the baby, but the weight of the moment hangs heavy in the air.
“Hey, Mamas…” I start, my voice barely above a whisper.
She glances over at me, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yes, my love???”
I take a deep breath. “We need to talk…”
Her smile fades as she turns to face me fully, concern etched on her features. “What do you want to talk about???”
I look down, struggling to find the right words. “The baby…”
I see her smile falter, replaced by a look of understanding as she nods. “What do you want to know???”
“Everything you know…” I reply, my heart racing.
She hesitates for a moment, taking in my expression. “You remember I haven’t been feeling well…”
I nod quickly. “Yeah… I remember.”
She takes a deep breath. “It turns out I was pregnant. I was exactly 11 weeks along. The day I called you over, I was going to tell you the news. But after the fight, when you left, I went to bed. I started feeling pain and nausea, so I went to the hospital… I suffered a miscarriage.”
A frown creases my brow as I gently hug her, feeling her body tremble against me. My shirt quickly absorbs the tears that fall from her eyes.
“I’m so sorry, Mamas… Things will get better,” I murmur, trying to comfort her, though I can feel the heaviness in my own heart.
She clings to my shirt tightly, and I wish with all my being that I could take away her pain. I truly hope that things will improve soon...
