The therapist looked at me with a mix of sympathy and concern in her eyes. "Y/n, I know it's hard to accept, but Namjoon is a creation of your mind. There's no evidence of his existence outside of your imagination. He is not real, he is your idea of a perfect man."

I sighed, feeling the weight of exhaustion settle in my bones. "But I remember him so vividly. Our moments together, the laughter, the tears. He was real, I swear."

She nodded gently, her voice softening. "I understand it's difficult, but we need to work through this. Accepting the truth is the first step towards healing."

As the session ended, I stepped out of the clinic, the cool air of the evening providing a faint sense of relief.

I saw Taehyung waiting in the car, his concerned gaze locked on me. I forced a smile, and got into the passenger seat.

"Rough day?" he asked softly, concern etched in his voice.

I leaned back, staring out the window. "Yeah, you could say that. But I know he's real, Taehyung. I'm not crazy. I just... I just need to prove it somehow."

Taehyung's hand found mine, offering a silent reassurance. "We'll figure it out together. I believe you, Y/n."

I stared at Taehyung, he is a good person.

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Months passed by, and there was no clue of Namjoon. I tried to make everyone believe he is real, but they made me think maybe he is not.

A pair of arms wrapped around me from behind, but I know it didn't belong to Namjoon, it was Taehyung.

It had been a week since our honeymoon began, and each passing moment seemed to bring us closer together.

Taehyung handed me a freshly picked flower. "For the most beautiful person in the world."

I accepted it with a smile, the sweet gesture melting away any lingering worries. "Thank you, Taehyung. You always know how to make me feel special."

Not as special as Namjoon used to make me feel. Gosh why do I love him so much?

Namjoon, I want you. Please come back. You are my comfort place.

Taehyung sat beside me, his warmth seeping into my side as we watched the waves dance beneath the morning sun. "I'm just happy to see you happy, Y/n. You deserve all the joy in the world."

I leaned my head against his shoulder. At that moment, I realized how much I had let go of the past. The memories of Namjoon seemed distant, like fragments of a dream I was slowly forgetting. Taehyung had become my present, my future, and my anchor.

I will give my long to Taehyung now. "I love you."

Taehyung smiled and kissed my forehead. "I love you too."

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The clock ticked relentlessly as I poured over the legal documents, the weight of the pending case pressing down on my shoulders.

My day was filled with a never-ending cycle of meetings, court appearances, and endless paperwork.

Taehyung's absence only added to the ache in my heart, I was just waiting for my work to end and I will go back to Taehyung.

It was my first day at work after marriage, so a lot of work was pending. Taehyung is amazing, he is loving and a great husband.

I was glad when my work ended and I went back home. I was excited to open the door. I did, but Taehyung was not there.

He was not home, he was at work. I waited for him. It was getting late but he didn't return. Where has he been? I asked myself.

Namjoon was never late for work, when I would come home, he was there.

I shook my head at the thought of Namjoon, I was married. So I will think about Taehyung only. I leaned on the table and didn't realize when I fell asleep.

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As I glanced at the empty bed, the familiar pang of longing gripped my chest. Then I remember I fell asleep in the living room, someone changed my clothes too,"Taehyung?"

"Yes baby?" He replied. I smiled when I heard his voice from the washroom.

"You came home late yesterday." I said.

"Yes, so much work was pending. How was your first day?" He asked while shaving. I went and hugged him from behind.

"I missed you, I missed you A lot! So much!" I exclaimed. He turned to me and smiled.

"I missed you too honey." Taehyung kissed her forehead.

"You are going to work today? I wanted to spend time with you." I said.

"Yes, and you are going to work too," He said, I got a little sad and He cupped my face. "We can spend some time by showering together, you want to?"

I smiled and nodded his head. He lifted me up in his arms. "Okay let's go."

I was scared that we will get distant but I don't think we will.

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It was getting harder. Sometimes I get home and Taehyung is sleeping, sometimes we both are home but we are too tired to even talk to each other.

Taehyung was trying, but Despite his efforts to make time for us, the lingering feeling of being ignored made me insecure, planting seeds of doubt that I struggled to ignore.

I found myself questioning his every move, my mind clouded by suspicions that tore at the fabric of our once unbreakable bond.

I can't predict Taehyung, I knew Namjoon. He would act the way I want him to act. Meanwhile I don't know about Taehyung.

"Taehyung, where were you last night?" I asked.

He sighed, his gaze meeting mine, tired and filled with a hint of resignation. "I had a meeting that ran late, Y/n. I'm sorry I didn't call. Things have just been so hectic."

My heart ached at the weariness in his voice, the realization that we were both struggling to keep our relationship and careers.

I wanted to believe him, to trust in the love we had built, but the doubts lingered, feeding the flames of our heated arguments.

As the days turned into weeks, the tension between us seemed to settle into an uneasy silence.

The honeymoon period had ended, now we were just growing apart, things were not going the way I wanted. And we argue over the most random things, but Taehyung doesn't argue back like I want him to.
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Y/n looked in the mirror, adjusting her hair and putting on her favorite dress.

"I can't wait for our date, Taehyung," she said with a smile. They were about to leave when Taehyung's phone rang. His expression changed as he answered.

"I'm sorry, I have to go to the office. I'll be back in an hour," he said, apologetically.

But that hour turned into many, and when Taehyung finally came back, Y/n's frustration burst out.

"Baby I am sorry I came late,"

"You never make time for me!" she exclaimed.

Taehyung's voice softened as he replied, "I do try, but sometimes it's not easy."

"No, we haven't gone out for months, and we didn't spend time."

"You were busy Y/n, I canceled our last date and haven't been giving me time." Taehyung replied.

"I was working on an important case." Y/n said. Y/n paused, realizing her own demanding job often kept her away too.

"Y/n, I know. That is why I never questioned you. I try my best to make time for us. It's difficult, we both work and our work hours are different." Taehyung said.

"Namjoon works too, but he used to make time for me. He was there for me all the time." Y/n said. And Taehyung was offended by the mention of Namjoon.

"Y/n, don't mention him." He runs his hand through his hair.

"Namjoon was perfect, he loved me, made time for me. He was a perfect boyfriend. You are nothing like him." Y/n said.

"I am not, I am not like him. I am not perfect Y/n. I can't be with like he used to. Because he is not real. He was your imagination. And I can't be perfect like him, because no one is perfect." Taehyung exclaimed in anger.

Y/n stared at him, Taehyung's eyes softened. "Y/n," he tried to step closer.

"He was real,"

"Oh really? If he is real, he still left you right?" He said.

Y/n got upset and left the house.
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Namjoon used to say stuff that I wanted him to say. But Taehyung doesn't.

Why is he not like Namjoon? Namjoon made time for me, when I was alone,  Namjoon was with me. When I returned home, Namjoon was with me.

Namjoon was always with me when I needed him.

"And I am with you right now too." I Heard his voice again, after a whole year. I turned and there he was, with his perfect dimple smile.

"Namjoon," I exclaimed and run to hug him. "Where have you been?"

"I was waiting for you to remember me again." Namjoon said, and kissed me her forehead.

I hold his hand. "Come with me, I want to show you to Taehyung and my dad, they think you are not real."

"Baby," Namjoon's expression changed and he cupped my face. "I am not, I exist because you created me in your mind."

"But, but you are here." I said.

"And I will be here. I just can't be with you In Front of others. But I promise I will be with you when it's just you and me." Namjoon said.

I looked at him. It doesn't matter if he is here or not. I can feel him and that is enough.

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Y/n steps through the door, her footsteps echoing softly in the silent apartment.

Taehyung, seated on the couch, rises as he notices her entrance. He approaches with a hesitant expression, his gaze searching hers.

"Hey, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to argue." Taehyung said softly.

Y/n offers a small smile, her eyes conveying a sense of understanding beyond words.

"It's alright, really."

As Taehyung observes her, he notices a strange glimmer in her eyes, a newfound light that hadn't been there before. Despite noticing a change in her he decided not to ask any questions.

Days pass, and Y/n's behavior continues to fluctuate, leaving Taehyung increasingly unsettled. He catches her engaged in animated conversations with no one but herself.

It made Taehyung worried, but he remained cautious, unsure of how to approach the situation.

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When Taehyung came back home, he could hear some noise. It was coming from the bedroom, it was the sound of Y/n heavy breathing and moaning.

Taehyung came to the room, scared that he was about to witness her and another man. But she was alone in bed.

But still moaning, it didn't look like she was pleasuring herself. His Confusion turned into worry when she moaned the name Namjoon.

The sight made Taehyung worried, and mad too.

He doesn't know if he should go to her or not. He decided not to. He went back to the living room and sat there. Thinking about what would be the right thing to do in his situation.

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I hugged Namjoon tightly, I felt bad. Really really bad. Taehyung is nice. But he is not Namjoon. I love Namjoon. And only him.

"I love you too baby." He said. I smile, I don't even have to say things out loud, he just knows and he says it. "Leave Taehyung."

"What if you will disappear?" I asked.

"Baby, I am with you. Don't you want us to spend more time? After work you are with him. What about me?" He asked.

"But,"

He kissed my neck, "But? It's just me. Don't you want me?"

"I do." I kissed his forehead. “Oh god Namjoon, I love you so much.”

“Then, leave him. Be with me.”

“How can I be with you Namjoon?” I asked.

“Do you really want to be with me?” He asked. And I quickly nodded my head.

“Yes, I can do anything to be with you.”

He kissed her hands and smiled. “Let's be together then, I want to marry you, and be with you forever.”

I smile, “Me too.”
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Taehyung came home, it was really quiet now. He was worried, he was really worried about Y/n. He thought she recovered but she didn't. And it was showing.

Taehyung entered his room slowly, but he was shocked by what he saw. Y/n was there, but she was covered in blood.

She was not breathing. Taehyung quickly ran to her and tried to shake her. He tried to help her and bring her to the hospital.

But it was too late.

She already let the demon who was living inside her head k!ll her.

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