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*Later That Day*

Yn's POV
Right now, I'm walking into the house, still feeling the weight of the day. I just visited Angel, and he's fighting so hard for his life. I held him for the first time today! The doctor warned me that he’s not out of the woods yet, and I can only hope he pulls through. Honestly, I don’t know how I’d cope with losing him too.

As I step inside, the house is quiet. I head to the kitchen and grab this cup,

 I head to the kitchen and grab this cup,

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filling it with juice. I know I need to take some medicine, but first, I have to shower and clean up carefully since I still have stitches. As I walk past the living room, something catches my eye, and I do a double take.

Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Seonwoo, Jungwon, and Riki are all sitting there, tears in their eyes. Heaven’s box and her pictures sit solemnly on the table.

Jake breaks the silence, his voice heavy with concern. “Care to explain...???”

I take a deep breath, steeling myself. “It happened a little over a week ago. I was at the gym, but I felt worse than ever. Jade took me to the hospital, and that’s when I discovered I was pregnant. I gave birth to twins. Heaven was born first, but she was stillborn... Angel is fighting for his life in the NICU right now.”

Their expressions shift, filled with pain and hurt as they process my words.

Jay, his voice trembling, asks, “Why didn’t you just tell us??? You didn’t give us a chance to even hold our daughter...”

I look down, guilt washing over me. “I know I was wrong, but I didn’t want any of you to be angry. I was focused on getting back to my original weight.”

Heeseung interjects, “We don’t care about that, mamas. We were wrong for what we said. We didn’t think about your feelings, and we’re sorry for that. But now you’re keeping our babies from us—babies we helped create. One is in a box, and the other is fighting for his life. Would you have told us if he passed away???”

I shake my head, my heart heavy. “No... I’m sorry. Right now, I’m just trying to heal and go see Angel.”

Riki’s eyes widen in realization. “Angel... That’s our son’s name.”

I nod, my voice barely a whisper. “Yes... biologically, he’s your son.”

Jungwon’s expression shifts to shock. “Who was Heaven’s biological father???”

I lock eyes with him, and as the truth sinks in, tears fill his gaze. “I’m sorry, love... I just gave her my last name.”

His tears spill over as he looks at Heaven’s pictures, and I feel even worse.

“I’m sorry... I’m just going to take my meds and clean up. I’m really sorry...” I mumble, turning to head to my room.

Suddenly, I feel arms wrap around my waist. Sunoo’s voice is firm yet gentle. “You aren’t going to just hide in that room. We’re going back to you sleeping in one of our rooms. We’re hurt that you kept this from us, but we know we hurt you too. Let’s get everything you need, and then we’ll take it to my room.”

I can only nod, grateful for their support. We gather what I need, and he leads me to his room. I take my medicine, and he prepares the shower for me. He helps me clean up and get dressed again, and soon enough, I’m lying in his bed, exhaustion taking over as I drift off to sleep...

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