DISTINCT LOVE || TaeGyu

Chp 33

EPILOGUE

Cheongna Hill Cemetery

As soon as we arrived at the cemetery, Kai immediately assisted me out of the car. I was losing my patience. I needed to know the truth.

I needed to confirm it.

That he was truly gone.

We wandered among the old tombstones, weathered and forgotten with time. My heart ached for the lives that lay beneath this peaceful hill. But then, something caught my eye...

A bundle of fresh flowers resting on one of the graves.

Someone had cared enough to leave them there.

I grabbed Kai’s arm and pointed to the area. He nodded, guiding me closer. Each step toward the grave made my legs feel heavier, as if the earth itself wanted to hold me back. My breath quickened, and panic threatened to consume me. But I couldn't afford to lose myself—not now.

If it’s true...

I’ll force to accept it.

This is the story fate has written for me—

To be hurt at the end.

And then I saw it.

The moment my tearful eyes landed on the old tombstone, my knees gave out. Kai caught me just in time, easing me gently to the soft grass.

I stared at the name etched into the stone, my lips trembling, and tears fell freely down my face.

In Loving Memory of
Kang Taehyun
(1872 - 1896)

"Forever in our hearts, your light
continues to guide us in the darkest times.
Rest peacefully, beloved soul."

In that moment, I couldn’t utter a single word.

The reality sank in me—he was truly gone. We would never see each other again. I would never see him again.

His smile.

His voice.

Most of all, his loving touch.

My trembling fingers traced the name etched into the tombstone, and I broke down, crying harder than I ever had before.

Yeonjun, Kai, and Soobin stood silently nearby. They didn’t stop me. They could see how much this man, now buried beneath the earth, had meant to me. Even if they struggled to believe the story, they knew the depth of my love.

I just want to lay next to him.

Listening to the beat of his heart.

To close my eyes, and fall asleep in his arms.

To feel him, and forget the world.

∆ ∆ ∆

"Flowers look good on you." I softly said while staring at Taehyun's pretty grave.

Every day, I visited him with the help of Yeonjun-hyung, bringing him with sweet-scented colorful flowers. I didn’t want him to feel lonely or forgotten. Occasionally, I saw the same bundle of flowers on his grave. It made me smile warmly at the thought of someone else paying their respects to him.