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Yawns one after the other escape your mouth as you stare blankly at the pages laid out in front of you. The level of your enthusiasm has reached it's minima and is about to die and there's nothing you can do to resurrect it. Not that you are not fond of books and novels. They can take you to places where you physically can't reach, and you love that. But, eight long hours of doing nothing but flipping through those scripted pages have gotten you to lose most of your stamina. All you want at the moment is to go back home and hit the bed.

Last night when Taehyung declared that you'll be accompanying him to the town library from today onwards, you were visibly elated. After all, anything is better than sitting inside an empty apartment and moping around all day about your lost life, or so you thought. Little did you know that staring at books for a quarter of the day will turn out to be this boring. Damn it, how much can a person read in a day?

You are so bored that it gets you to thinking. How does Taehyung survive this job? As an immediate reflex, you look to your side. Almost instantaneously, your worry changes into jealousy when you see the vampire at the far end of the room, sitting leisurely on his massive easy chair and scrolling through his phone, probably revising his Instagram. Lucky bitch.

Very soon, however, the jealousy morphs into remorse because now you are thinking about the moments when you were last acquainted with your phone.

*Flashback*

His eyes are clearly visible to you and the shade they hold is a certain shade of black that you've never seen in anybody's eyes before. Those orbs seem to be as dark as the bottom of the sea and even though you want to reprimand him for his intrusion, you somehow find yourself completely lost in some sort of a trance.

The eye contact between you both intensifies as an uncanny dilation is visible in his dark orbs. You want to break the glare but for some weird reason, you can't. Neither can you call someone for help so you remain stuck in the trance until dizziness gets over you knocking you out.........and possibly the phone too.

When you fainted was when your phone fell from your hands and most likely, broke as well. Even if it did survive the fall, it was still your last encounter with that beloved contraption, anyways.

The big hand of the clock lingers around the smaller one before coinciding at the big 6 marking the time as six thirty in the evening, which means 30 minutes more of this torture. Oh God!!!

You shut the book with a loud thud and spring up from your seat, unable to take it anymore. By now, all the other readers have left and the massive library only consists of the vampire librarian and yourself. You don't see any good reason to not lock up half an hour prior to the closing time. You hardly believe that someone is going to show up in the last couple of minutes.

So you lift the urban fantasy novel up in your hands, put the chair back in its place and make your way to a distracted Taehyung. You don't reach him though. On the way to his desk, you crash into a short slim finger and consequently you end up on the floor. The book falls from your hand and lands beside you while you relish in the literal pain in your ass.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, dear-"

A second has barely passed when you look up to lay eyes on the figure you just bumped into. It definitely isn't Taehyung for the person is a few inches shorter than you. Additionally, she is a woman, probably in her late thirties. So, definitely not Taehyung.

How come I never realized there was someone else in the library as well?

The woman immediately bends down before stretching her right hand toward the fallen book. While she does all that however, her eyes remain solely fixed on your face. She holds your gaze strong and firm while unfitting emotions flash in her widened orbs. It is like a messed-up concoction of pain, shock, happiness, love and so many other feelings that you can't quite name. In fact, when she apologized to your earlier for bumping into you, her voice sounded shaken and full of inordinate sentiments. Nonetheless, the weirdest of all are her eyes. Her eyes hold the same glint, shade and shape as your own, almost identical.

Seemingly, an unseen force binds you to the woman in front of you and you too keep your gaze fixated on her. The longer you scrutinize her face, the more similarities you find between her and you. Her face is just as round as yours is. And her hair, it carries the same color and luster as yours do. From some angles, she might even look like an older version of you.

Is she?

Your lips part and an involuntary gulp drops down your throat at the mere thought of her being anyway related to you. Nevertheless, your conundrum remains short-lived as you feel fingers drape under your arms and then you are lifted back to your feet. It is Taehyung who pulls you up. You don't notice his silent presence behind you until the contact.

The woman follows your movements and scrambles up to her own feet. But never once does she let go of the stare. And very soon, you see tiny drops of tears appearing in the corner of her lids.

"Y/N-aah........my daughter!"

Your eyes go wider and your mouth falls lower when the last two words grace your ears. You are quite familiar with the mother's face that has been raising you for the past 18 years. This woman in front of you is certainly not her. Then what the hell is she talking about?

"I'm sorry, but who are you?"

You blurt out, unable to hold the curiosity in any longer. There's no way what the lady is saying is true, right?

"I'm your mother Y/N, I bore you"

She repeats herself, now full-on sobbing. She stretches her hands in order to reach yours but you quickly move back, skeptical of the entire situation that is currently unfurling in front of your eyes.

"No, you're not. I have never seen you in my life before!"

You almost yell this time, clearly overwhelmed with everything that is happening. Never did you expect things to get so out of hand. So much for living a fantasy.

"That's because I gave you up when you were just an infant. I'm your biological mother Y/N-aah, believe me please-"

Despite your constant denial, she stays firm on her claims which manage to get you worried and distracted. And stealing that opportunity, she pulls you in her arms and tackles you with a bone-crushing hug. Immediately a wave of emotions hit you like a raging train, making you weak on your knees. You don't really understand what this feeling is and from the corner of your eyes, you see Taehyung getting tensed in his stature.

However, you can barely pay attention to him. At the moment, all you can think about is the familiar feelings you are getting from this unfamiliar lady.

Who is she, really? And why do I feel so safe in her arms?

Even before you can comprehend the situation any further, the most unanticipated word involuntarily comes out of your mouth shocking all the three present in the room.

"Omma"

└──» To Be Continued ✎ 。