"You're really sick you know. I can't imagine someone being as mean and selfish as you, 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘐𝘷𝘺." He says, as he finally let go of her.
"Only if you had known my viewpoint, 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬. Only if you knew." She barely whispers out...
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You're my light.
Life revolves around three phases, the past, the present and the future. Psychology says, we are mostly living in the past or the future, but never in the present. Great advices notion towards living in the vast expanse of present, so vast that you feel as if you're floating in the void, the confluence of the nether world and the either world. You feel ecstatic and serene in that moment, you realise your life isn't actually about stress and misery, but is truly the most beautiful and meaningful.
This is all surely true.
But what if, your past doesn't stop lurking around you even when you're trying your best to move on, to go forward in life, and not repent anymore on what had passed? How do you live the present when your future is all about your past?
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The door bell chimed indicating that he was back home. I couldn't help but feel more and more nervous as the moment neared when I would finally reveal to him, that we would be welcoming a new life into this little world of ours.
Maybe it were the hyperactive hormones of mine which made me feel so.
I giggled and gently rested my palm over my flat tummy, which would not be so after a month or two. Carefully, getting on my feet, I looked on for him to come in.
After days of confusion and stress, I had finally decided to break out the news to him. The last few days were very stressful and hectic for me, for the both of us. I would spend my entire time, filled with worry and anxiety, my pregnancy and my university were really stressing me bad. Thankfully, my beloved uncle and aunt had stopped pestering me for giving off the inheritance dad left in my name. Even Taehyung wasn't having it well, he had to work overtime, mainly to make ends meet.
Maybe this little sunshine will bridge the gap of our relationship.
"I'm home." His hoarse voice resonated through the walls of the house. My feet carried me as fast as possible while making sure no harm occurs to the baby.
With a huge smile, I wrapped my arms around his torso, snuggling at the crook of his neck.
"I missed you." I whisper and hug him tighter. He let out a shaky breath and slowly embraced me back. "Missed you too." He whispered, his tone's depth sending waves of ecstasy down my spine. Pulling back slightly, I pressed my lips against his, feeling a series of firecrackers burst, creating a dazzling brightness shooing away my stress at the moment. I tilted my head for a better angle, with my eyes closed, waiting for him to respond.
