017 - reflection

490 21 1
                                    

IRENE
The sun seeped slowly into the room. I opened my eyes, and next to me was my husband. My loving husband, Taehyung. The one that broke my heart several times but we don't ever tell her kids that though. And they don't know that I'm still hurting, that I still cry over a broken heart. But I'm happy now, at least I try to be. I pulled the covers away from me and still kept them over Taehyung. I heard their joyous voices vibrate from the other room as they jumped on their beds. How could they have so much energy in the morning?

"Mommy?" My youngest rubbed her eyes as she holds the bunny that he won for me in a carnival.

But Taehyung doesn't know that, as he doesn't know all that things that pound in my head constantly. I picked her up and coo at her "How did my little Minji sleep today?" Minji pouts at me "Mommy, Unnie keeps dancing to Daddy's and your's songs and she doesn't ever let me sleep!" I laughed, my voice reaching Taehyung and waking up. He rubbed his eyes just like Minji did, a cute gesture that makes me smile. His voice deep and a little raspy from not drinking any water all night "Hey, beautiful."

Minji gave her dad a cute little boxy smile "Hi Daddy!" she looked at me giving me that look and I put her down as she ran to her dad, "you know its all your fault for introducing Unnie to Mommy and your songs because she just keeps dancing to it, and her feet pound on the floor constantly!"

Taehyung smiled his boxy smile, he's like his youngest daughter so much. It makes wonder if I had chosen him would his daughter be just like him? I guess I'll never know because I didn't choose him, I chose Taehyung, a different life with someone else. I feel my eyes forming tears and Taehyung instantly notices that. "Joohyun ah, why are you crying?" I smile again this time a wide smile "It's just because you guys make me so happy."

We ate breakfast, the twins began arguing again over some toy. I walk over to them and say "Mina, Minseok ah, listen how about we all go to the park and we could enjoy some ice cream, only if you guys share the toy."

Mina looked at me eyes wide, full of excitement and joy. On the other hand, Minseok looked at me with bored eyes and walked away. Why was he like that?

"Minseok ah, is something wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Are you sure?" I bit my lip worriedly, as he just continued walking to the bathroom.

"Yes!" Minseok hollered from the bathroom. I sighed a breath of relief. I was so lucky to have these children, and him of course. We shut the door as all three of them walk out slowly, Minji still clinging onto her stuffed bunny. We took a few turns and there we were, the park.

The playground with its bright yellow, plastic slides and it's green swings.

I heard the soft chatters of my children as they talked to other children that were also playing on the structure. It was nice, they were smiling and I felt the soft breeze hit me. It was calm.

Until I heard the loud wails and sobs. My eyes widened could it be the twins or Minji? I scanned the playground and saw Minji crying and the twins looking around frantically for me. I rushed to them.

"Minji ah, what happened?"

Minseok, the only calm one spoke "Mommy, that boy over there pushed Minji!" He pointed to the boy and I walked over. The boy was with his dad, and he was talking a lot. "Excuse me? Your child pushed mines and caused her to get an injury, can your child apologize?" The dad turned around.

He smiled and apologized. But I almost cried when I saw him. Because it was him. It had been years since I saw him, and I could never stop that longing. But I could see he was happy, happy with someone else. Would that have been me if I hadn't pushed him away?

Maybe I was always the broken mirror that he had said I was. But I don't seem like it, because I'm under that facade that I always hide.

It doesn't matter anyway, I admit it. I made the wrong choice.

I love you Seokjin.

EPILOGUE END

—A/N
I'm done! This is the epilogue by the way. I hoped you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it!
- confuzzledbear_

𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 Where stories live. Discover now