The Unseen Heart: A Tale Of Unrequited Love♡

Chapter 1

Author POV

In the hospital room, Dr. Lee's somber voice echoed, "I'm afraid Y/N's chances of survival are less than 1%. We've done everything we can, but now it's in God's hands." In a panicked voice.

Y/N's parents, their faces etched with despair, clutched each other, tears streaming down their faces. They prayed to god and begging for a miracle.

Meanwhile, Y/N's fragile body lay motionless, her soul trapped in a realm of darkness. Unconscious, yet aware of the pain that ravaged her being. She was a silent spectator to her own suffering.

In fleeting moments of consciousness, Y/N's anguished screams pierced the air, "I won't survive...I will die..." Her voice, a haunting whisper, echoed through the desolate corridors of her mind.

But then, suddenly, the alarm pierced through the darkness, jolting Y/N back to the present. She woke up, gasping for breath, her heart racing like a wild animal. The memories, though faded, still lingered, a constant reminder of her fragile existence.

Y/N OR TESHA POV

I woke up with my racing heart. The memories of the hospital room still lingered, a constant reminder of my fragile existence. It was just a nightmare, I told myself. But the fear still gripped me, refusing to let go.
I lay in bed, trying to catch my breath. The darkness of the room seemed to close in around me, suffocating me.
I couldn't shake off the feeling of despair that lingered long after I woke up. The memory of Dr. Lee's somber voice still echoed in my mind, "Less than 1% chance of survival."

I threw off the covers and As I stood up, my legs trembled, but I forced myself to move. I reached for my phone, The darkness seemed to recede as I gazed at Taehyung's photo, my heart swelled with emotion. His captivating smile and piercing eyes seemed to reach out to me, filling the void left by the nightmare. I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude, as if he was my lifeline to happiness.

The memories of the hospital room began to fade, replaced by visions of Taehyung's performances, his music, and his unwavering passion.

With Taehyung's image etched in my mind, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. My breathing steadied, and my heart rate slowed. The darkness receded, and the room transformed into a sanctuary of hope.

Author POV

As she gazed at the photo, her body relaxed, her tense muscles unwinding like a released bowstring. Her breathing slowed, and her heart rate steadied, as if Taehyung's presence had calmed the turbulent storm within her.
Y/N's love for Taehyung was more than just a celebrity crush, it was a beacon of hope, a shining light that guided her through life's darkest moments. And in this moment, as she gazed at his photo, she knew she would be okay.

Y/N POV

I felt a sense of peace settle over me, like a gentle rain soothing parched earth. Taehyung's image had chased away the darkness, filling me with a sense of purpose and belonging.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I stared at his photo, my mind whispering, "You're alive, Tesha. You're alive!!

                     

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