[ beach you thought! this is unedited and it continues from the alternate finale :>]
SHE GOT AWAY SPECIAL 04 -ALTERNATE EPILOGUE
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he was born to perform and the stage shall be his throne to reign.
"ma, do you think pa's already there?" the mother listened to the nervousness in her son's voice as she eyed the cold sweat smearing the younger's flawless skin. jiho tried to alleviate the pressure seeping in the younger's veins with gentle hums and empowering words but to no avail. the woman couldn't help but knit her eyebrows in confusion, jeongguk where in the hell are you?
"what if he forgot about it? what if i failed at my performance?" the teen who has just turned 15 years old, held his mother's hands as if it was his lifeline as of the moment. the boy didn't care even if he looked like a big mama's boy—well, that i am. i am proud to say that i love being babied and cared by my mom, got a problem with a mama's boy? — *cough* anyway, it's clear to say that he's grown a bit shameless but still, a sickly sweet yeon who loves his mama with the size of jupiter.
"what if i tripped before i even started performing or what if i bit my tongue while—" the boy rambled as he chewed on his nails, starting to think of unnecessary thoughts and formulating any scenarios that could lead to his downfall but jiho, just had enough of it. "yeon! look at me and calm down"
cold cheeks cupped on her warm ones, jiho's met with beady-glossed eyes staring straight to her own brown orbs, "you're going to do well. you're my son, you've practiced so hard and whatever happens i'm still going to be the proudest mom out there and lastly, your papa wouldn't miss this for the whole world. i don't know where he is right now but, for sure he's on his way"
a budding smile making its way unto yeon's lips, the younger wrapped his mother in a tight embrace and jiho couldn't help but melt at the act. towering his mother, yeon's height has clearly surpassed jiho's and it gave him a better chance to nuzzle his head unto the crook of his mother's neck. "i love you mama. you're the best and i'm so lucky to have you"
melting. jiho felt an insurmountable happiness growing inside her at those words and the surge of memories way back eight years ago flashed in her eyes. eight years ago when everything seemed so down, crumbling, lifeless and dull. eight years ago where she had almost lost this— this nervous boy beside him, this euphoric feeling of having her family right beside her, this feeling of seeing jinyeon grow into a fine man and most of all . . . having him.
eight years ago, jiho was almost at the brink of losing hope, breaking and shattering. eight years later, everything and anything was somehow on its own place.
