"Although our loved ones may no longer be with us, their memory will always reside in our hearts, and photographs serve as a lasting reminder."
Only the expanse of the sky has the power to bring us together. I find myself gazing at it, hoping to catch a glimpse of your eyes reflected in its vastness, a reminder of our connection that transcends physical presence.
Han and Felix exchanged a meaningful glance as they held the diary notebooks given to them by Bang Chan. Their eyes shifted from each other to the notebooks, their expressions full of anticipation and curiosity.
Felix gazed at his brother with a puzzled expression and voiced his uncertainty: "We are not quite adept at writing. What should we even jot down in our diary?
Han paused for a moment, deep in thought, before posing the question: "Do you think it would be a good idea for us to sketch something in our diary?"
With a smile on his face, Felix announced, "We're going to sketch Mama."
As they sat in the quiet room, the twins, still mourning the loss of their mother, sought solace in their sketches. With tender strokes, they traced the contours of her face and the warmth of her smile, capturing their memories with every pencil mark. Meanwhile, their father, observing from a distance, struggled to contain his emotions, silently honoring his grief while preserving a sense of strength for his children.
The most challenging scenario is when your efforts to appear strong are overshadowed by the visible emotional strain on your face, potentially leading to feelings of defeat despite your determination.
Has anyone ever experienced the sensation that the source of their suffering is not their heart, but their very soul? Has anyone ever felt the weight of immense pain and darkness engulfing their innermost being, their soul?
"The feeling of loss is like a heavy burden that you carry within you, a deep sense of pain and sadness that cannot be relieved by anyone else. It stays with you, weighing you down, no matter how far you may travel."
You were the warmth in my life, my beloved partner, the nurturing mother of our children. Now, I am left to cherish the legacy of our love, alone.
As Hyunjin gazed at his children, he saw them smiling sadly at their deceased mother, and he felt an intense pain in his heart.
Han's words triggered a flood of memories for Hyunjin, pulling them back into the past.
Han: ........Hello guys.
How are you all ?.
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THE DARKNESS OF LOVE |HWANG HYUNJIN
Storie d'amoreYou are the reason for this. I didn't mean it . Does he know. Thank you . I will do everything for you.