Longing For Your Love.....

part 8

Taehyung slid down the door, tears streaming down her face as she buried her head in her knees. The silence of the room was deafening, and her quiet sobs filled the void, each one heavier than the last. She clutched her chest, feeling the weight of emotions she could no longer contain.

Everything felt overwhelming—the love, the betrayal, the confusion. Her heart ached, torn between what she thought she wanted and the reality that had hit her like a storm.

She whispered softly, her voice cracking, "Why does it have to hurt so much?"

Taehyung wiped her tears aggressively, her trembling hands now steady with resolve. She looked around the empty room, the remnants of her pain etched into every corner, but something within her had shifted. The girl who had once been afraid to let go was now staring at a future she was determined to claim on her own terms.

"Enough," she whispered, her voice firm. "No more tears. No more waiting for someone to save me. I'm saving myself."

She stood up, straightening her back as if shedding the weight of the past. Her eyes were no longer filled with sadness but with a fierce determination. Taehyung walked to the mirror, staring at her reflection—a woman who had been broken but not defeated.

Taehyung stood in front of the mirror, her tear-streaked face reflecting all the pain she had carried for so long. Her lips quivered, but instead of breaking down again, she let out a soft, unexpected laugh. It wasn’t a bitter laugh—no, it was something else entirely.

She touched her reflection gently, as if seeing herself clearly for the first time in ages. "Look at you," she whispered, a small smile tugging at her lips. "You’ve been through so much, haven’t you? And yet… here you are."

Her thoughts drifted to her baby, her entire world, her reason to keep going. The image of those tiny hands holding onto her, the innocent giggles, and the unconditional love shining in her baby’s eyes filled her heart with warmth.

She wiped her tears and stood straighter, her expression transforming into one of fierce determination. "You don’t need anyone else, Taehyung," she said firmly, her voice steady. "From now on, you live for him. For your baby.your gukkb For the love that truly matters."

She laughed again, this time with conviction. "They think they’ve broken me? They have no idea what I’m capable of when I’m living for him."

Turning away from the mirror,
Grabbing her bag, she started packing. Only essentials, no room for memories that would chain her to this place. She left behind the memories, photos....

As she walked out the door, she didn’t look back. For the first time in years, she felt free. Free to breathe, free to live, free to be herself.

The world was waiting, and Taehyung was ready to conquer it—on her own.

Taehyung grabbed her bag and headed toward her son's  room. She knelt beside the crib, gently stroking her baby’s soft hair. "It’s just you and me now, my love," she whispered. "And I promise, I’ll give you the life you deserve."

With her baby in her arms and a fire in her heart, Taehyung walked out of her past and into a future she was determined to make brighter than ever.

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Guys I am back with the story...

I am extremely sorry to keep you guy's waiting for this long ....