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Chapter 33

Song - I'll be good

“ Chapter 33 - Session ”

*Tzuyu's Pov*

It's Saturday.

So what?

Excuse me? I raise my eyebrows at Mingyu who's eyes were fixed on the screen of his phone.

Get up, you lazyass. I already booked your first session.

YOU HAVE ALREADY BOOKED AN APPOINTMENT?! Throwing his phone somewhere on the bed, his body jerks up from the bed with his eyes wide.

Great. Now that you're up, get ready. Ignoring his eyes burning holes in my back, I moved out of his room like nothing happened.

With each step, my body was weighing me down. For a moment, I considered cancelling his session and wrapping him in a blanket and keeping him in it forever. But then, I just can't let him not fight for himself.

He fought for his love. For me but does it even matter when he can't even fight for himself?

The dungeon of darkness in which I was trapped, he was the one to give me his hand. It was my decision not to take it but he never once retreated back. He stood still. Never leaving.

In the end, I wasn't alone in there. I took his hand but unfortunately, we both were trapped in that dungeon with none of us knowing where the hell was the exit.

He wasn't trying to take himself out of his darkness but was willing to bring me out of mine. He wasn't trying to find a way out for himself but for me and somehow that itself trapped him in other puzzle of his life which he couldn't solve.

I wasn't a cage. Not a puzzle needed to be solved. My life is clear. No parents. Just relatives and some so called friends and classmates whom at some point of my life, did made me smile after the death of my parents.

All I am doing is helping him. He will be the one to bring himself out of the hell he made for his own self. Not me.

The moment the cold air brushed against my body, the reality of the moment snapped in.

I stared at the car in front of me. My mom's car. Unlocking it, I got in the driver's seat and turned on the heater.

I hate you. Soon, Mingyu was sitting on the passenger's seat before I even got the chance to feel his presence.

You love me~ I sang as I started the car and we drove off.

None of us spoke. In that moment, we were together but only physically. Mentally and emotionally, we both were way far away from each other with just a thin thread connecting us.

I couldn't even feel it.

You shouldn't have done it. You shouldn't have done it. He's like this because of you! Do something!

I want him to become normal!

You won't love him if he's not?

Of course, I WILL!

Then don't be the reason for his sorrow.

I am not, sweetheart. It's his anxiety. Stop blaming me.

Mingyu, whatever happens, happens. Don't get too stressed out. More silence.

You're not the one sitting there and answering. I am. Don't worry. Pain sliced through my body.