DESTINED LOVE

Chapter 35

Tae looked at Kook, then back at the diary, reading the lines once again.

Dear Diary,

You know what happened today? You won't believe it.......never.......I got my first kiss! Oh my... I'm literally on cloud nine right now. do you believe it, my first kiss from my love....my hyungie.....my hubby......

Not gonna lie, but I loved how possessive he was-how he claimed me. His deep voice... those drunken eyes... the way his hands were dying to touch me... his messy hair... and those red cheeks...

I can still picture his face now. He looked like a starving man, wanting nothing but my lips.

His hands... they wanted to touch every part of me, to claim me. His eyes scanned my messy state, and yet, he still wanted more.

Everything felt like a dream, and I was the only one living in it. My stomach was full of butterflies.

But...you know, we can only dream and can't fulfill them....

Maybe love was never meant for me. Not the kind I dream about, at least.

I should have known better. I should have kept my heart locked away, hidden where no one could touch it, where no one could break it. But I let it slip-I let him in. And now, I don't know how to take it back.

I still remember the way he looked at me that night-his deep eyes burning with something I wanted to believe was love. His touch, his lips, the way he held me like I was something precious. For a moment, I thought I had him. I thought... maybe he felt the same.

But then, I spoke. I let my heart out, every little fragile piece of it, every unsaid word I had buried deep inside me for so long. And what did he do? He slept. He just... slept.

I laughed. I had to. Because what else was I supposed to do? Cry? Beg? No. That's not love. Love is letting go, isn't it? Love is knowing when to step back, when to accept that you were never meant to be someone's choice.

But still, a small part of me hoped. I thought maybe-just maybe-when he woke up, he would remember. The way he kissed me, the tension between us, the way his hands trembled when they touched me. I thought he would look at me with the same intensity from that night.

But he forgot.

Everything.

The kiss. The moment. The way he held me like I was his whole world. The way I whispered my feelings into the night, hoping he'd hear them in his dreams.

He woke up, stretched, and smiled at me like nothing had happened. Like none of it meant anything.

And that's when I knew.

I was the only one who fell. The only one drowning in a moment that was never real for him.

And the truth is... I'm not enough. I never was. Not for someone like him.

He deserves more-someone brighter, someone stronger, someone who doesn't crumble at the mere thought of losing him. Someone who isn't me.

So, I'll bury these feelings where they belong. I'll smile like nothing happened. I'll pretend I never fell.

Because he deserves to be happy. Even if it means I have to break into pieces just to let him go.

Your kookie....

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Tae looked at kook with the teary eyes, he don't know how to react.he turned the pages his heart completely shattered.