Enma's POV
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When I saw (Y/N)'s room, I slowly opened the door and crept inside.
I saw her pale body, under the sheets of her bed. She was covered in thick gauzes that wrapped around her. And as my eyes panned to the left, I saw several machines that were attached to her fragile body.
I slowly approached her then held her hand with a firm grip.
'She doesn't deserve such a horrible life.'
'She deserves more than this...'
'Why does it have to be her...'
I felt tears flowing against my cheeks.
"I wish I've known you before him. I wish I was the one you love (Y/N) and not him." I said to her, with an almost breathless voice.
I slowly removed my grip from her hand, and I dragged my lips against her forehead. I wipe my tears and walked towards the door.
'I guess I'll visit her tommorow, there isn't any reason to stay here.' I thought to myself.
I grab the knob and turned it, the door slid open, and I was greeted with a tall figure. My eyes widened, my heartbeat quickened and my hands were shaking in absolute hatred.
"It's you." I spat those words with pure venom.
He looked at me, his face filled with confusion.
"What are you doing here?" He replied.
I suddenly ran inside, shut the door, then locked it. I saw (Y/N)'s eyes dart on mine, she was confused and afraid. The door banged with force, my eyes met her's once again. I ran to her and held her hand and said.
"It's okay. I'm here." I said to her.
The door was banged so hard it felt like it was about to break. I was now scared, what will he do to my (Y/N)?
I prepared myself, if I was about to die, I would do it for (Y/N).
'I know (Y/N) doesn't remember a thing about me, but she is still the same person I fell in love with. And her not remembering doesn't change a thing, she's my (Y/N), and even death can't change that. And even he can't change that. Even if he's the one that she lov-'
My thoughts were cut off by a loud bang.
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One-sided [KHR] (Discontinued)
RomanceLove is not always sweet. Sometimes it can be really bitter.