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After that confrontation together I kept looking and looking for a job to apply at but I guess now isn't my lucky day since I found none.






The sun was turning pastel pink as I settled on Hangang Park somehow, I sit on the cemented stairs as I wipe the dreadful sweat off my face.









I'm drained, but mentally and physically









Taehyung and his fricking dad is rich as fuck and here I am barely holding on, because on the first place he's not my dad, and Taehyung's not my brother by blood








only by papers










asking money from Mr. Kim seems wierd for me, Eomma always takes him for granted and that is one aspect for me to not copy that gold digger and slut's way








I know he's not aware of her doings, Mr. Kim was a kind man. He bought that house in which I don't see any more use to and he even gave me money when he finds time to visit me











But saddly he's a working man









As a CEO of the biggest branches in korea he finds it hard to spend time with us or even with Taehyung. His eyes held pain,fear,anger, and love to him whenever I could observe







I guess he just misses him, From Mrs.Kim Taehyung's mom in the past she told me that Taehyung lacked the love and acceptance that he deserved from them, without the acceptance that pushed him to turn to the fuckboy he is today












But Mrs. Kim is dead













secretly even before Eomma and Mr. Kim could get into things, she was a mistress I have to admit. I scooped information about them and found out his present living wife was fighting cancer on the hospital, I went to her and told her the truth about everything and made sure none of them could see me visit her from time to time













I told her the whole story and yet she just smiled and told me sincere words, starting on that day and the previous ones I would find a chance in where Taehyung or Mr. Kim would leave the place














Taehyung didn't know me or my mom in those times, or his dad's misturn in their family. But I do. I was aware of the misfit that happened between me and them, the heartbreak that I witnessed when I saw the former love of his life take her last breathe with him showing no emotion at all













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