TAEHO'S POV:
I quickly made my way to my apartment, fighting back a fresh wave of tears.
"Hey Kilo," I said closing my door, and petting my husky. Kilo walked in front of me and went to the living room, as I grabbed 2 slices of pizza out of the fridge. "Here you go Kilo," I said, handing him one of the slices, after sitting down on the couch, and he jumped up next to me. I turned the TV on, and went to Netflix, clicking on the movie I started this morning: Train To Busan. Kilo laid his head in my lap, and looked up at me, and I could tell he knew that there was something wrong with me. I sighed and patted his head.
"It hurts Kilo," I whispered. "I loved Yoongi. Even though he was abusing me, I still loved him.
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