Still Love You | Taehyung

I LOVE YOU | PROLOGUE

"I'm positive." Her actions halt as she stared at the paper, grimacing. Her heart started to thump in a furious manner matching up her quivering hands.

'Why?'

She laid the paper that held the result down the table. A hand propping her mouth as a sob emits from it.

'What did I do to get punished like this?'

'How did I get this virus? From where?'

'What will I tell my friends, my family, and my Taehyung?'

'How will they react?'

'What should I do first?'

Intrusive thoughts can't stop rushing inside her head. Her cheeks flushed red as tears roll down. She breaths in and out, grasping the wooden table.

She grabbed her tumblr, twisting the cap open, her lips pressed against the material as globules of water moisturized her throat before she latched away, putting the cap back. Putting it back to where it belong.

She lets out a sigh before she hurriedly wiped her tears using a handkerchief.

She stood up from the swivel chair after she fished out her phone. Her faint steps echoed throughout the room, which was her office. She halt her movements in the middle, her fingers pressed the keys to dial her mom's number.

She held her phone close to her ear as she patiently waited her mom to answer the call. "Yoona, what's the matter?" Her mom's sweet voice rushed inside her ears.

It is comforting in a way that makes her forget all her problems, including this hardship that she's in. She smiled picturing her mom's concerned face. "Mommy, I have something to tell you."

She answered, her mom humming in response. "I'm positive." Her mom gasped, easing the golden silence.

Transparent liquid started to pool in her eyes, blocking her sight. She waited for her response as she bit her bottom lip.

"Since when did you know that you were pregnant?" She let out a muffled sob.

If only she's pregnant, she'd be really happy, but she's not. It's not the case.

"I'm not pregnant, mom." She stated her mom gasped knowing what she meant.

"I'm a COVID-19 Positive," she added.