𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 𝐊𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Chapter-25: Fated to lose

Aylia pov:

Aylia- I want to go home

I whispered, barely forming words through my sobs. His grip on me tightened.

Taehyung- no, aylia, you need care here. You can't-

Aylia- I need to be there, jungkook's funeral... I have to say goodbye

Taehyung- aylia, please understand-

Aylia- I won't stay here

I insisted, my voice firm despite my fragile state. He sighed, his shoulders sagging.

Taehyung- fine. I'll take you back to your home. I'll prepare everything for the funeral

I nodded.

Taehyung- I'll take care of everything. You just focus on taking care of yourself and our baby

I felt a pang of gratitude toward him, but the ache in my heart remained. He helped me out of bed, supporting me as I stood on shaky legs.

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As I stepped into my home, the familiar surroundings only intensified my grief. My eyes landed on the bouquet Jungkook had left on the couch, the same flowers he had brought when he revealed his truth. I felt an overwhelming surge of emotions.

I stumbled towards the couch, my legs trembling. I picked up the wilted flowers, cradling them in my hands as if holding a precious fragment of his. The delicate petals felt like his gentle touch, and my tears streamed out uncontrollably.

I sobbed, my body shaking, and whispered through anguished gasps.

Aylia- At the last moment also, you... you saved me. Why did you leave me? Whyyyy?

The bouquet seemed to symbolize his love, now forever lost.

Memories flooded my mind: his bright smile, his laughter, and our tender moments. Each recollection stabbed at my heart like a sharp knife.

The bouquet still clutched in my hands, and wept uncontrollably, mourning the loss him

Then with small steps, I stumbled into his room, overwhelmed by the memories that lingered. His clothes, his scent, everything reminded me of him. I sobbed uncontrollably as I touched his shirts, his jackets, and his familiar fragrance. Every item felt like a piece of him, left behind.

My gaze fell upon a black bag in the corner, partially hidden. I opened it, and my heart shattered. Inside, I found a treasure trove of memories - an album filled with my photos.

Every smiling moment, every laugh, every memories of London, he had captured them all. I felt like I was drowning in tears.

Aylia- he kept all these with him

I whispered, my voice trembling.

Aylia- he hid them, cherished them, loved me...

As I flipped through the pages, each photo pierced my soul. I knelt on the floor, album in hand, and screamed.

Aylia- why did you leave me?! Why did you have to go?

My whispers turned to wails, my body shaking.

Aylia- you were always with me, even when I didn't know

I sobbed.

Aylia- you were my everything... how can I live without you?

I collapsed, album still clutched to my chest, and wept until I had no tears left.
I screamed, my voice shattering the silence.