𝐸𝑐𝒉𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑡...

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Hoseok POV

I sat alone in my darkened room, staring blankly at the wall. Memories of her flooded my mind.

The way she smiled.

The way she laughed.

The way she looked at me.

Regret gnawed at my heart. Why did I cheat on her? Why did I hurt her? I knew I didn't deserve her.

Now, she's gone. Living her life without me. Surrounded by friends who care. Friends like Jungkook and Taehyung.

They hate me. Rightfully so. I destroyed what we had. I broke her trust.

But seeing her happy without me hurts. More than I thought.

I wondered if she'd ever forgive me. If I'd ever have the chance to make it right, to prove myself, to love her truly.

The silence was suffocating. I needed distraction.

I grabbed my phone and scrolled through social media.

Her face appeared, smiling alongside Jungkook and Taehyung. And him.

A boy I'd never seen before, with his arm around her and her hand in his.

My heart sank. A pang of jealousy mixed with pain.

Who was he? Someone new? Someone special?

The thought of her with someone else killed me.

But I had no right to feel this way. I cheated. I lost her. I deserved this.

I closed my eyes, letting the pain wash over me.

I couldn't help but scroll through more pictures, torturing myself with glimpses of her new life.

Her smile seemed brighter with him.

Her laughter more genuine.

My heart ached, heavy with longing and regret.

I missed her.

But I knew I couldn't turn back time.

I couldn't undo the pain I caused.

All I could do was move forward, try to redeem myself.

But seeing her happy with someone else made it harder.

To let go.

I put my phone down, the screen dimming as I stood up.

I walked to the window and stared out into the night, lost in thought.

The city lights twinkled below, a stark contrast to the darkness within me.

Would I ever find redemption?

Would she ever forgive me?

Only time would tell.

I sighed, my breath fogging the glass.

My reflection stared back, haunted by the ghosts of my past.

Would I ever be free from this guilt?

Or would it haunt me forever?

I stood there for what felt like hours, lost in thought. The city lights blurred together, a kaleidoscope of colors that failed to captivate me. My mind wandered back to her.

To the memories we shared.

To the love we had.

To the pain I caused.

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