Irin and Ivan are the threads that bind Y/n and Taehyung together, despite the physical and emotional distance between them. As their respective lives unfold, their children serve as constant reminders of the love they once shared and the family they could have been.

[In U. S]

As Y/n said "Okay", she felt a shiver run down her spine. India, a land she had once called home, now seemed like a distant memory. The thought of returning, especially with Irin , filled her with a mix of emotions.

Irin, sensing her mother's unease, looked up from her coloring book. "Mumma, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

Y/n forced a smile, trying to reassure her daughter. "Nothing, sweetie. Just work stuff. We have to go to India next week."

Irin's eyes widened, her face lighting up with excitement. "India! Where's that?"

Y/n hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. "It's a country far, far away. We'll see new places, meet new people."

Irin's gaze turned curious. "Will we see my daddy?"

Y/n's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing for a response. How much to reveal, how much to conceal? The weight of the past pressed upon her, the uncertainty of the future looming large.

"Mumma?" Irin asked again, her voice laced with a childlike innocence.

Y/n took a deep breath, her voice barely above a whisper. "We'll see, sweetie. We'll see."

.... Next day.....

As the plane soared into the sky, Y/n's mind wandered back to the past, to the memories she had tried so hard to bury. The thought of returning to India, of facing the ghosts of her past, filled her with a sense of unease. She felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead as she gazed out the window, her eyes fixed on the clouds below.

Irin, sensing her mother's unease, looked up from her book. "Mumma, are you okay?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

Y/n forced a smile, trying to reassure her daughter. "I'm fine, sweetie. Just a little nervous."

But Irin's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing. "Mumma, you're thinking about Daddy, aren't you?"

Y/n's heart skipped a beat, her mind racing for a response. She didn't want to lie to her daughter, but she couldn't bear to tell her the truth either.

"Irin, sweetie, let's just focus on our trip, okay?" Y/n replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

But Irin's gaze lingered, her eyes searching for answers. Y/n felt a sense of fear creeping up her spine, a fear that Irin would discover the truth, that Taehyung would take her too, just like he had taken Ivan.

As the plane continued on its journey, Y/n's mind was a jumble of emotions, her thoughts racing with memories of the past, her heart heavy with the weight of secrets untold.
TBC 🤍