Chapter 35: Farewell

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Since it's Chenle's birthday today, I thought I'd do an early update! I'll still be updating this Sunday as well!

Just a few more chapters, this is about to end, I can't believe it! 😢 I truly enjoyed every moment I spent writing this story and I can't believe how many people ended up enjoying it, I hope you'll enjoy more stories that I plan to write in the future!

I can't believe I was number 1 in Johnny and Haechan stories last week, thank you!

I advise you to prepare your hearts and get a box of tissues, this may or may not be an emotional chapter!

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I advise you to prepare your hearts and get a box of tissues, this may or may not be an emotional chapter!

Enjoy! x

*Please read the author's note at the end*-Tuesday - 10:26 am

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Tuesday - 10:26 am

Last night I was so exhausted to write the farewell letters, so I went to bed right after reading Mark's text. I decided I'd finished them today instead. It's stressful but I wanted to write them.

I drank the last sip of my coffee as I tapped my pen on the table. I went out to a little cafe near the hotel to eat breakfast. I've been here since 8 in the morning.

After my day with Johnny yesterday, he kept pestering me about how I need to properly say good bye to the members. Which got me thinking, I don't have to physically tell them I was leaving, I could just give them letters.

When I first bought envelopes for the letters yesterday - before dropping Johnny off at his dorm - I was contemplating whether or not, I should write letters for all 17 of them, minus Johnny because I already told him everything yesterday.

But as pondered on what to write for each member, I realized how I wasn't equally close to them. I felt bad at the idea of writing a really long letter for one and forced myself to write at least one paragraph for the other. Although I did try to be close to all of them, they were 17 members; 17 beautiful souls. It was hard to keep up with everyone.

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