Baekhyun's Pov.....

A sinister wind blew through the graveyards as I walked in silance behind in laws. My daughter was carried my Appa as we walked through the tombstones that carried various names dateing back from the past to the recent present. And there it was, under the most beautiful of tress, the porcelain tombstone of my husband.

"In The Loving Memory Of  Park Chanyeol.
Age 24
A loving husband and father.
Forever sits upon our hearts.
With the goofy smile.
My Little Crazy Yeollie."

White roses and white flowers all kinds, specially Tulips my favorite sat on his tombstone. His goofy smile still ghosting the minds of people.

"Here I brought them for you." Chanyeol had given it to me after my baseball match. All red and shy. People gasped but I had smiled taking the bouquet of Tulips in my hands.b

"Thank you Yeollie." I had tip toed and kissed his cheek.

"You..You like them?" He had asked rubbing the back of his neck.

"No...I guess I love them." I had giggled letting him hug me in front of the school.

"Mommy!!! You are spacing out again." Chaelah tugged my shirt and I looked down to a female version of his face.

"Sorry Baby." I smiled and we stood for minutes. Giving the gratitudes and blessings we left and I locked my self up in his room.

"Chanyeol!!! No!!!" I screamed as I saw him stand on the edge of the tall hospital building. The day he came to see me with lunch cooked by himself.

"Baekkie....Hiii." Chanyeol waved as his body was pushed and he fell down the six story building.

"NO!!!" I ran as fast as I could as my husbands body hit the hard concrete floor and shattered. Blood ran in rivers as I threw myself onto him.

"Yeollie..No Chanyeol Honey!!! Wake up....Please you can't die." I shook that motionless body. But Chanyeol seemed to not breath and this body ran cold though a smile still stayed etached to the flawless face. His big almond shaped green eyes still open and staring at me. I shook him, his blood covering my hands and shirt. But my crazy husband did not move.

"Get off him Baekhyun!!!" My mother had yeld as she dragged me away from the operation theatre.

"No!!! Chanyeol!!! He's not dead. My baby is not dead." I had thrown a tantrum but for no avail as I was dragged away.

"Shut up Baekhyun. The doctor says he's dead." My father had snapped at me as Chanyeol's shrouded body was pulled to the morhery beside me.

The weekend had come to an end and we went back to our cold house. The flowers withered and the atmostphere dark. The night scary as always. Chaelah being tucked safely into bed I crawled into the bed we once shared inside four walls of our room. A picture of me and him. And a picture of me with a bump.

"You idiot Yoda!!! I can barely walk." I had pulled his ear glaring.

"But you look sexy with a baby bump. Let me take a picture." Chanyeol had giggled snapping pictures of me.

"Sto.....Stop it you...mgnnnhh." I had tried to argue but his lips found mine in a loving embrace.

"Hush....What will you do when Chaelah is born?" He had asked grinning.

"Ummm...take care of the litte girl." I beamed and he hugged me tighter.

"After she's five years what will you do?" Chanyeol had kissed my cheek.

"Send her to school idiot. Why?" I had pouted at him.

"Well yes, But I'll make you carry my other child by then...So Chaelah wont grow up alone like you did." Chanyeol smiled and I had blushed at the thought nodding with tears in my eyes.

"Baekhyun.....Please." Kai's voice pulled me back into the present.

"Why didn't I tell him that I loved him?" I cried again into my palms in the wards and Kai pulled me out into my cabin.

"You showed him right?" My best friend pattered my back but a call from his wife made him leave.

"Baekkie your Honey is here." Kai had tickled me and I glared at him but ended up blushing.

"You look gorgeous my Baekkie." Chanyeol had kissed my cheek that morning and I blushed harder.

"Woah that was.......Wooow." Kai had giggled like a stupid little fan girl. I tried to punch him but he dodged and I hit my hand on the wall.

"Ouch ahhh!!!" I shouted and shook my hand in pain.

"You should be more careful Baekhyun. Please." Chanyeol had wrapped an arm around my waist from behind and massaged my stinging arm as he softly kissed my neck.

I still wanted him to wrap his arms around my waist and kiss my sensitive spots. Bite them and suck them as If I was his pacifier. But he wouldn't come back. I would never carry his child again. I eould never get pregnant with Chanyeols child again.I would never see him again.

I stood in the west wing of my house. As I tell my tears roll down in pain.

"Baek please sleep." Kai slightly shook me and I nodded. He would come stay with me every week. For at least three days to check on me and Chaelah.

"Chaelah can sleep with me. Kyung said he'd sleep with you." Kai kissed my cheek as he carried my sleeping daughter to his room.

That night I cried my self to sleep, inside Kyungsoo's mother embrace I missed him more. It had been seven years and I still couldn't get over him. Chanyeols smile the way he held me every night. The way he touch and felt me, his voice haunting my heart. It was agonizing.

"BAEKHYUN!!! CHAELAH IS RUNNING A FEVER." Kai's voice jolted us awake and I ran to my daughters aid as Kai carried her to the car.

"Please be save.....You are all I have baby." I cried shaking my little girl who had fainted in my arms.