Walking away felt like its own kind of pain, and the hope I had inside me died; it had long since lost its meaning. In the chill of the evening, every step weighed on me-bones aching, skin stinging, as if each movement tore something loose inside. My tears burned against the cold wind, searing rather than soothing. "Please," I whispered, the word slipping out like a fragile, fading prayer. "Do you want me to touch you like this, Daisy?" Each step drags, my feet heavy against the ground, every footprint feeling like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind, like my soul is slipping away with each one. My senses dull, my energy drains, until all that's left is a hollow, aching emptiness. "Have anyone made you feel like this?" The tears I had been holding back finally spilled over, cascading freely down my face. I didn't bother wiping them away. There was no point anymore. I had spent too long trying to be strong, trying to convince myself that I could let him go, that I could bury everything I felt and walk away. "Do me Jungkook, p-please." But love is cruel like that. And I would leave with it, with all the love I still carried for him tucked quietly inside my heart. I would carry it for the rest of my life. "With all the pleasure, Daisy." The sun sinks lower, shadows stretching as night draws near. With a heavy heart, I force my feet forward, each step pulling me farther from the possibility of him-of us. Or maybe I had simply read everything wrong. Maybe Yoongi was wrong, and he wasn't here because he never felt the same way I did. Maybe I was foolish to think I could be the exception. I should have known better. I should never have let myself fall for someone like Jungkook, someone who had always made it clear that he didn't believe in love. NOTE: This book was completed in 2020 and is being rewritten this year. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©narahkris #wattys2019

"You... you are... here." His voice came out as he whispered, surprising me. I tilted my head slightly and looked at him, responding to him. I licked my lips as I spoke back to him, "Sorry. I don't get what you are saying." I tried to keep it simple. But just as his soft fingers caressed my cheeks like a feather gracing over them, his cold fingers felt so good at the top of my heated cheeks that my body melted at his touch. "Ahh," I gasped at his sudden closeness and touch. I found myself leaning into it. He slowly leaned in, and his hot breath grazed the tops of my lips as I yearned for them to touch mine. Something then I didn't realise would cause the destruction I witnessed through the screen. ___________________________________________________________________ What happens when the villain's heart is filled with one face, the face that has guided him all his life, loved him, and been with him? Bhalla was many things, but he was a lover to his Nandhini, the sole thing holding up his humanity, his anchor from the world, which never supported him. But the only thing is that she is not from his reality or even real. She only visits him in his dreams, and in that dream, he lived, loved, and cherished; for him, that is his reality. Suddenly, he disappeared, leaving him in darkness as he had to fend off his nights with dreamless sleep. Only for her to appear in his reality without knowing him and their connection. Will the villain go to any extreme to get her back to him? To make her love him and see things from his perspective. She is his Niyati. Bhalladeva x OC

She walked in the university's backyard where she called him to meet her she clutched over the paper bag in her hand tightly. He was already there looking at her with cool gaze. "What happened? Why did you call me here?" he asked, his voice as blunt and cold as ever. She swallowed hard, forcing her feet to move closer as she held the bag out to him with both hands. "H-happy g-graduation... s-sunbae," she stammered, avoiding his gaze. His brows twitched, just slightly, and he reached out to take the bag. Pulling out the contents, he revealed a silver-colored watch-minimalistic yet elegant. It wasn't branded, wasn't flashy, but there was something about it-something simple and thoughtful. He stared at it for a moment longer than she expected. "It's... nice," he said flatly. His voice remained emotionless, but his fingers lingered on the watch as if it surprised him. Her shoulders slumped. She looked down, eyes dimming, convinced he didn't like it. Maybe it was too cheap. Maybe she was stupid to even try. But then, his voice dropped again-deeper this time, almost commanding. "Come here. I'll give you a return gift." Her head snapped up, eyes wide. "W-what?" "Come. Here." His eyes didn't waver, and though his tone was still unreadable, something flickered behind it. With hesitant steps, she moved closer, her heart pounding erratically. Before she could say a word, his arm slipped around her waist in one swift motion, firm and unrelenting. A gasp escaped her lips, but it was silenced just as quickly- He pulled her flush against him, and without warning, his lips crashed down on hers. It wasn't sweet. It wasn't gentle. It was possessive. Intense. Like he had been holding back and finally lost control. And in that fleeting, breath-stealing moment, Hwang Jane had no idea- That this kiss wasn't a thank you. It was the beginning of his obsession. and this was the starting of him being obsessed with a little girl who had a huge crush on him

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"I'm feeling tired, Yn.. I did all my responsibilities as a son, a husband and a father but.. now I want to have some rest.'' ''I want divorce..'' Taehyung said breaking Yn's heart and their thirty years of marriage but for his sake, she agreed. "How much I want to hate you, go far from you, throw you out of my life.. forget all our sweet memories and dreams we made together.. but again I end up loving you, running back to you, holding you tight.. I left with nothing but the memories you gifted me.." she mourned in secret. And like that, both of them tried their best to ran away from their feelings unknowingly hurting themselves, until one day when.. She leaves him.. "There's no me without you, love.." Title: The Last Tear Genre: love, angst, [mention of de@th & mature words⚠️] Episode: 16 Start: 10th December, 2023 End: 6th March, 2024 🥇#1 sad 🥈#2 explore