One Week is All I Could Ask For (A BTS Love Story)

Chapter 68: Alternative Ending

Three Months Later...

Weeks, months have passed, neither of the two held a conversation. Summer, winter, spring and fall would pass by quickly like the speed of the wind.

Minah would always recall her memories with Taehyung. She would always regret leaving him. She knew she still loved him and yet she chose Jungkook over him.

She knew he would never come back, after all she did to him. Making him feel as if he didn't mean anything to her at all and acting as if he wasn't good enough for her didn't give her any reason for him to come back.

She would stay up late at night, staring at their pictures together, hoping she could turn back time and would wake up every morning, hoping to see him standing in the middle of her room, waiting for her to wake up with a smile plastered on his face.

She knew that it was pointless to cry.

Because she thought that he would never forgive her anymore after all the things she did to him.

She wanted to apologize. She wanted to talk to him.

She wanted to fix everything.

But she hasn't received any news from him since the day he left.

She never heard of his name since the day he said goodbye.

She could only mutter his name in silence, hoping he would wait in front of her door.

Her whole mind was screaming Taehyung.

She quickly blinked as tears fell from her face.

"I want you back."

She silently muttered as she swiftly opened her front door, heading off to his house.

She will try to set things straight, even if she knew it will never be the same.

She wanted to see him before it's too late.

She silently entered his house, her eyes wandering around the place.

Their memories together somehow flashed right before her eyes.

She slowly walked upstairs as she lightly brushed her fingers against the walls.

She sadly smiled as she stood infront of Taehyung's room, deeply sighing as she swiftly turned the doorknob.

She blankly stared at his empty room, puzzled.

Where is he?

She gently sat on his bed, grabbing one of his pillows as it rested on her lap.

She slowly held it near her nose as his fresh scent lingered against it.

She stood up, placing the pillow gently on his bed as her curiosity slowly started to take over her head.

She slowly ran through his things as she looked for informations as to where he could be.

She took his book she gave him before as she ran her fingers along the cover.

As she flipped through the pages, a note silently fell on the ground as it caught her attention.

Questions kept running through her mind as she flipped the note.

Warm tears fell from her eyes as she read what was written on it.

"I still fall for you each day. Is it wrong to say that I'm still in love with you?"

Regret, sorrow and pain were running through her mind as she ran away with the note in her hand.