十二 | twelve.

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alice reynolds was tired. she didn't want to feel the weight of being alive anymore. she didn't like it. every day in a hospital, the same smell, same sight, same feel. 

she was sick of it.

the girls at school had stopped worrying about her - to them, she was as good as dead anyway. despite the medical advancement within her time, alice didn't have the promise of life ahead of her. she didn't understand. 

mingyu had stopped texting her, her mum told her to forget about him. she didn't understand.

but right now, she was bluntly staring at the phone gripped tight in her hands.

park mingyu was min yoongi?

she felt a stab of betrayal, piercing through the elation she felt at having talked to her smol child

it was the last thing on her mind. she shouldn't have trusted him so easily.

and her mum, she had talked to him as well - she had lied to daughter for the first time. 

alice

didn't 

understand.

her head spun, heart struggling to keep her standing. 

never, never fall. 

she let out a strangled laugh and the tears dropped like bullets.

and then she fell.


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