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After a long day, Seora went home. As she goes inside her place, she was greeted by how cold and dim it was only the window which reflects the moon was the source of light. Her smiles were smeared away, she slowly walks toward her bedroom.
She went to the bathroom and cleans herself, after doing so she sat down on her bed looking at the side, staring at the moon.
She didn't move, she was like cast under a spell. All those random things happened to her with Taehyung, she was over thinking about it.
It's eating her mind, occupying her brain with these unreasonable thoughts, which should not be in her mind in the first place.
How can I let myself be like this...?
I should stop lying to myself.
The dim cold room reminded her again of how she was fated her life would be—only agony, anxiety and hopelessness.
I'm repeating history again.
Everything is just temporary.
Nothing—no one will stay with me.
She knew her happiness was only momentary like anything else.
He'll forget about me like the others did.
Even though it's nothing new, it's ridiculous to continue this.
She sighed; she lay down on her bed then covers herself with a duvet and slowly closed her eyes, as she left some tears stained her cheeks.
