♦Chapter Ten♦
She had gone??
He stood there like a lost warrior who had fought the world with all his might to see her for one last time but still lost, still remained empty handed. He stared at the empty bed on which, for the last 348 days, she had been lying. But now it was mere a stretcher, an empty stretcher.
Just like the other days, even today, he couldn't collect the courage in himself to take a step inside. Just like the other days, his feet were glued on the doorstep of the private room of the hospital. And just like the empty room, he felt like nothing was left in him, he felt emptiness to the depths of his soul.
"Sir, may I clean the room?"
A maid came to him and asked. In other words, she told him to give her space to enter the room and he should leave...he should leave because now, there was no reason for him to stand there.
"Hmm.."
He could just hardly humm in reply and got aside, giving the maid space to enter and clean the room which was being prepared for another patient.
He exhaled a deep sigh and turned his heels to the long corridor, dragging his feet after him..getting out of the choking atmosphere, he headed to his car.
He looked at the bouquet in his hand and then, looking at the sky with glossy eyes, he swallowed down the lump of tears in his throat and asked himself in his heart.
*why did he made it so much difficult for both of them, to spill it out, to speak it up, to confess that???*
For when she wanted to hear from him, he resisted, stealing eyes from the reality, and now, when he wanted to tell her...she didn't even hear a word, she was not there to listen to his heart.
Yoongi took out the car keys from his pants' pocket and, opening the door of his car, he settled in and made his way to Hoseok. For every single day he came here and stood outside her room, holding the bouquet of flowers and just staring at her living dead body...and every evening, handing over the bouquet to the nurse to place it on her bedside table, he, returning hopeless, went to Hoseok.
He went to him, just to cry over his mistake for one more time and exhaling a countless I wish's...just to regret his denial and just to die in remorse, for one more time.
What would have happened if he didn't call Hoseok after his land at London?? What would have happened if Hoseok didn't tell him?? And what more could have happened after that?? She was put into that fire by him. He was responsible for her each and every situation.
So how could he stay there peacefully and let her burn in that hell?? His first job after landing there was to return and see her pathetic condition. But was he brave enough to face her?? All he could do was just stand outside the closed door of her ward and watch her through the glass, holding bouquets, shedding tears like a waterfall and dying in desire to hold her hand.
But maybe it was the end of that. Maybe it was the end of everything. For what was left for him after her departure? His last meeting with Hoseok too, concluded nothing but just a decision to go back to London and leave everything here. All the memories, all the pain, all the pleasures and all the regrets, everything needed to be left here, once again.
Now was the time; to choose between the two, his love or her happiness...to stay in front of her and fill poison in her life again or stay away from her and let her give herself a new beginning.
He had to choose. So he chose, he chose what was best for her...even though it was nothing but harder than biting a bullet for him. But he had to do so...for her sake and for his sake.
He chose her happiness over his love. He chose to leave her for her peaceful life. He squelched his own heart and left, to not returning. Because he had to do so.
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to be continued...
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It's only the beginning, my dear Yoongi.
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