Red petal || KTH

*PART 25*

Just then, a news flash caught her attention on the TV:

"Breaking News: The wealthiest CEO of Kim Aerospace, Kim Taehyung, was involved in a tragic accident with a truck last night. He passed away in his youth, leaving a significant impact on the business world and beyond..."

Sana's eyes widened as the news flashed on the hospital TV. Time seemed to freeze, and the world around her blurred into the background. Her heartbeat pounded loudly in her ears, driven by sheer terror. She stared at the screen, desperate to believe it wasn't true. But then Taehyung's photo appeared, and she collapsed to her knees in the middle of the hospital, oblivious to the people around her.

"No, Taehyung, this can't be real. You're alive, right? You still have things to say to me, don't you? I promise I'll listen this time." she whispered to herself, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Come on, Taehyung, just scold me for not listening." Her emotions overwhelmed her, and she couldn't hold back the sobs any longer.

Sana's hands were trembling. She slowly closed her eyes, feeling her heart shatter. "Ya Allah," she whispered, her voice trembling. "If he means nothing to me, why does my heart hurt so much? Why does he leave me with this guilt? Why is the world so cruel?" She slowly stood up from the ground, wiped her tears, and walked back to her parents.

Sana's hands trembled as she gripped the handle of the ICU room. She wiped the tears from her cheeks, took a deep breath, and opened the door. Mr. and Mrs. Hakkim looked at her with concern, having seen her run out of the room so suddenly. Mr. Hakkim met her gaze silently. Sana pressed her lips together, understanding his unspoken concern, and walked towards him, sitting down beside him.

Mr. Hakkim gently patted her head. "Is everything okay, my child?"

Sana didn't reply. Mrs. Hakkim side-hugged her and said, "Just spill out your worries, my daughter. Your eomma can tell when you're upset. I've been waiting for you to talk."

Sana looked at her mother with teary eyes. "Eomma..."

Mrs. Hakkim's eyes were already filled with tears. "I know you've grown strong and tried to hide everything from us, but it hurts us to see you suffer alone. Salman told us everything that happened that day when your appa slapped Taehyung."

Sana glanced at her father, and he added, "Yes, my daughter. We've been worried for a long time. We noticed you weren't the same, that you were behaving differently... but we only learned the reason when Salman told us."

Hearing this, Sana hugged Mrs. Hakkim tightly and burst into tears. "Eomma, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for making you worry for so long."

Mrs. Hakkim's tears fell as she patted her daughter's head. "You didn't do anything wrong, my child. It's us who didn't realize our own daughter was in so much pain."

Sana looked up at her mother and asked, "Am I a curse, eomma?" Her eyes showed her pain as she continued, "I make everyone worry and..."

Mrs. Hakkim, filled with concern, asked, "And...?"

Sana's heart pounded, remembering how Taehyung had also left her leaving guilt in her. "Nothing, eomma... I'm just a curse for you guys," she cried out.

Mrs. Hakkim exchanged a pained look with Mr. Hakkim, and he nodded and spoke, "Come here, my child."

Sana turned to him and saw his outstretched arm. She sat near him and he wrapped her in his embrace. "The day you were born was the happiest day of our lives. You aren't a curse but a blessing from heaven. If we worry about you, it's because we love you infinitely. So please, don't say such things, my precious daughter. Let us love you."