Healing

I love you

A Journey to Paris

A few months later, Yoonah and Yohan decided to leave behind the shadows of their past and embark on a trip together. Paris - the city of love - seemed like the perfect destination to start a new.

As they walked hand in hand along the Seine River, the city sparkled with life. The Eiffel Tower glittered in the distance, casting its golden glow over the night. The streets were alive with laughter, music, and the scent of fresh pastries wafting from nearby cafés.

Yoonah : This place... it's magical. It feels like a dream.

Yohan looked at her, his heart swelling with warmth.

Yohan : Not as magical as this moment with you. Seeing you smile like this... it's everything I've ever wanted.

They stopped by a small artist's stall near Montmartre, where a painter was sketching portraits. Yohan insisted on having their portrait drawn. As the artist worked, Yoonah couldn't help but steal glances at Yohan, who seemed unusually nervous.

Later that evening, they climbed to the top of the Eiffel Tower. The view of Paris was breathtaking, the city lights stretching endlessly. Yohan took a deep breath,

Yohan : Yoonah, there's something I need to say. It's been in my heart for a long time.

She turned to him, her eyes filled with curiosity and warmth.

Yoonah : What is it?"

Yohan stepped closer, taking her hands in his.

Yohan : When I met you, my world was a storm. I was lost in pain, anger, and betrayal. But you... you became my calm. You reminded me that life is still worth living, that love can heal even the deepest wounds. You gave me hope when I thought I'd lost it forever.

Yoonah's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she listened to his every word, her heart pounding in her chest.

Yohan : I've spent so much of my life running from the past, but with you, I've learned to face it and heal. And now... now I want to build a future. With you, only you.

He dropped to one knee, pulling out the small velvet box he had been guarding all day.

Yohan : Yoonah, you're my heart, my strength, my everything. Will you do me the honor of being my partner for the rest of my life? Will you marry me again?

Tears streamed down Yoonah's cheeks as she brought a trembling hand to her lips. For a moment, she was speechless, overwhelmed by the depth of his words and the sincerity in his eyes.

Then, with a radiant smile, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper.

Yoonah : Yes, Yohan. A thousand times, yes.

The moment she said it, cheers erupted from a small crowd of strangers who had gathered nearby, witnessing the proposal. Yohan slid the ring onto her finger, then stood and wrapped her in a tight embrace.

Their lips met in a kiss that felt like a promise - a promise of love, partnership, and a future free of the shadows of their past.

As they stood there, the Eiffel Tower sparkling above them and the Seine flowing gently below, Yoonah whispered against his lips:

Yoonah : I love you, Yohan. More than words can ever say.

Nobody's POV,

That night, back in their cozy Parisian apartment overlooking the sparkling city, the atmosphere was charged with the unspoken emotions of their heartfelt proposal.

Yohan couldn't stop looking at Yoonah, her eyes shimmering with happiness, her smile brighter than the Paris lights.

As she stood by the window, gazing out at the city, Yohan approached her quietly. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he rested his chin on her shoulder.

Yohan : Do you know how beautiful you are right now?

Yoonah turned her head slightly, her cheeks warming under his gaze.

Yoonah : You say that like it's a surprise.

He chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

Yohan : It's not just tonight. You've always been beautiful. But tonight... you're radiant.

She turned to face him fully, their eyes locking. The intensity in his gaze made her heart race.

Yoonah : I think it's you who makes me feel this way, Yohan. You've shown me what love really is.

He didn't respond with words. Instead, he cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing across her cheek as he leaned down to kiss her. The kiss was soft at first, filled with tenderness, but it deepened quickly, passion and emotion taking over.

He lifted her effortlessly, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, her laughter melting into their kisses. Carrying her to the bed, he laid her down with care, as if she were the most precious thing in his world.

They moved in perfect harmony, their love for each other expressed not just in words but in every touch, every kiss, and every whispered vow. The night was filled with warmth, intimacy, and a connection so deep that it felt as if their souls were intertwined.

In that moment, surrounded by the magic of Paris, Yohan and Yoonah weren't just two people in love - they were two hearts, finally at peace, creating a moment they would cherish forever.

Their love wasn't just a romantic escape - it was a reminder that healing comes from allowing someone to see the most broken parts of you and loving you all the same. Together, Yoonah and Yohan built a life of trust, happiness, and the belief that no matter how dark the past, love could light the way forward...

"THE END"