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Again today, I spend my days in tears

I cry until I get tired as yet another year passes

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When you got the news that your fiancè has moved on, your heart couldn't take it. It was as if you got a report of someone near you suddenly dying.

That week, you were unable to function. Your movements became slow, you fell into a deep depression, and even your friends couldn't get you out of the dark hole. It was so tricky doing the menial, everyday tasks.

Your curtain in your bedroom was just drawn. It was as if your mental doors were closed off. You just told your dad and Sofia you needed to be alone for a while. Your dad didn't feel comfortable with you moving back into your apartment in that state.

Two days late, your doctor called you. You took an Uber and went to the hospital. After the appointment and more tests, you had to wait for the results...

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Later...

You were sitting at a cafe near the harbour, watching the boats on the Rivera with unblinking, unseeing eyes. You don't have any tears left to cry. The news you got from your doctor was like a death sentence.

Why you? What did you do to deserve such a fate? Everything in your life has just taken a drastic turn. Your phone was off the whole day, and when you looked at your notifications, they were overwhelming. Your dad and Sofia tried to get hold of you. The doctor called your dad to inform him that they needed to stay close to you because you were in a very detached state of mind.

When your dad couldn't find you, he called his doctor's friend to confirm an appointment. That is how he found out that you received the dreaded results.

A waitress smiled at you," Another cup of hot chocolate and Danish pie, miss."

You look up and smile a watery smile: "Nej, take. (No thank you.) Just a glass of hot lemon water, please, and reigning (the bill, please)."

The waitress nodded and quickly cleaned your table by removing all cups and cutlery.

You pursed your lip and sat with your face cupped in your hands, reminiscing about your next step in regaining your path. But you felt deflated and discouraged. Life has become a little complicated from now on.

What are you going to do? You received two blows in one day. Your dreams and visions for the future have been put on hold. You haven't even lived half your life fully.

You just found out that you obtained a blood clot in your brain, and surgery will be nearly impossible without jeopardizing your life. You had a 71% of survival. Your mother died early...it's like a big unforgiving sword that is hovering over your future.

As you recall the doctor's soft voice, you felt a burning sensation behind your eyelids.

"...This occurs when blood vessels - usually veins - rupture between your brain and the outermost of three membrane layers that cover your brain (dura mater). The leaking blood forms a hematoma that presses on the brain tissue. An enlarging hematoma can cause a gradual loss of consciousness and possibly death... that is what causes all headaches and dizziness. I'm sorry, dear. We can give you treatment like Thrombolysis - "clot buster" medicine, but the surgery might cost you over 10k euros, and there is no guarantee that it could be successful. Your added condition made it quite impossible. .. without the life-threatening surgery, you might have a 71 % chance of survival, depending on the treatment and your lifestyle choices. I'm so sorry, my dear. I don't know why bad things tend to overcome good people..."You heard your doctor's voice like an echo in your mind.

You were shocked when you received the second blow to your fragile state. The second test came as a severe shock. Not only had you developed a small blood clot on a delicate part of your brain...but you also found out that you are carrying Taehyungs'baby...

When you returned to your family home after a few hours and informed your dad and Sofia, the house had a gloomy atmosphere that night. You refused to eat, but Sofia forced you to eat something, and you cried the whole time.

You are doomed.

You going to lose your life may be in less than three months. You won't be able to carry your baby full term. This was supposed to be your and Taehyung's most memorable time, but circumstances stole it from you. That accident stole your life from you, and Tae's memory loss stole every precious moment from you.

You still have a broken heart, broken body, and now broken dreams.

One Month Later...

Life has taken a mundane path. Your days were filled with doctor's appointments, CT scans, pregnancy check-ups, and therapy sessions. Your depression became so severe that your dad had to get you to therapy. You started working a week ago, and you couldn't wait to get your mind off things and be surrounded by the glorious world of Art and relics.

Your nights were filled with sadness and pain, but during the day, you just put on a brave face, and no one knew what you were going through. Your best friends, Sofia and your dad were your greatest emotional supporters. You don't know what you will do without them.

Taehyung's mom frequently calls you, and she can't let you leave their life. She wants you to come back to Seoul so that Taehyung's memory will be triggered, but it will be difficult for him to remember because Dilraba moved back to Seoul to be near him and rekindle their relationship.

It breaks your heart multiple times when you have to accept that you lost him. It will be too difficult for you to move on with your life because your growing baby will always remind you about its father.

You were always on the verge of telling his mom about your condition, but you refrained from doing so because your life is not guaranteed.

Your boss called you several times when you were on sick leave to inform you about the current state of the gallery/museum. You can't wait to work on a new project.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but can't Hugh and Hansel go to oversee the project this time? Laura and Olive could also go," you softly interject.

"But Cha-young...you and Mr. Kim had a great understanding. You were an integral part of the success of our Egyptian collection. I need you there. Think of the revenue we can incur for our museum. "he tried to persuade you. "Mr. Kim even told me he only wanted to work exclusively with you on future projects. What happened to your artistic enthusiasm, my child? You even wanted to move to Seoul? What happened to those plans?"

You felt deflated and said, "After the accident and my recent condition. Sir, I'm not ready to work out of the country. As you know about my delicate condition. I need to be close to my doctor. I have set treatments scheduled for three months...and I don't want to go to foreign, cold, and impersonal doctors. If anything happened to me, I want to be close to home."

When your boss asks you to go to Seoul to work and complete your current Egyptian show, you decline. He and Mr. Kim were planning another show for next year, and they'd already decided on a theme: " ART OF A BLEEDING HEART," you'll be in charge of the project because you're the next in line head. You're not sure how to tell your boss that you won't be able to return to the Kim Contemporary Art Gallery. You don't want to see his cold, steely gaze on you again. His demeanour and apparent disdain broke your heart.

You couldn't bring yourself to go back and see your fiance romancing his ex-girlfriend. Dilraba will never allow you to get close to Taehyung again. She'll ensure she has him hooked, line, and sinker this time. Since her university days, she has had a strong dislike for you.

Nobody knew about your hidden relationship with Taehyung, that's for sure. You would've revealed it at your engagement party.

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One of Taehyung's classmates just stood up and hollered it out in a quiet Assembly after the Dean addressed the students because of your and Taehyung's other elaborate prank that had the uni reeling-"that you and Taehyung have so much sexual tension between you and that you should just date...for heaven's sake!

When the entire student started to holler, you and Taehyung both sprang up, enraged with embarrassment and blatantly shut the smug guy down. Dilraba was so furious that she gave you dagger eyes, and Taehyung had to do everything he could to save the situation. After that day, he hated you even more. Let's assume you were embarrassed out of your socks the following day when you spotted all your underwear hanging on a giant washing line between two massive cherry blossom trees in front of the cafeteria. Platforms on social media had a field day.

The prank had Dilraba written all over it. You smiled sweetly and confidently, knowing that you and your friends would be able to save the day. Even though the violation of your privacy significantly affected you, you merely shrugged it off. You've been the victim of far worse pranks.

You posted a photo of the dreadful display with the statement, "People should just ask for the name of Victoria's Secret designer, which you would gladly provide. Thanks for the unwelcome fame... jealousy can make you thirsty."

Following that viral social media post, all the students commented on your expensive underwear. During your study hour in the library, Jimin and Hoseok were quite outspoken about it and even asked you to play an "angel" and model it for Taehyung on a private show. The latter was irritated by the taunts from his two Hyungs. They all assumed you and the maknae were secretly in love. It's as if.

You laugh, and one of your friends smiles and shouts to the smirking Elite club that a "private show" will be far too expensive for the likes of Taehyung and that he wishes his underdeveloped girlfriend with her 32 B' bust size could match your 34 DD's. You were mortified when your friends revealed your chest size. You were always shy because of your short stature but well-developed chest area. Taehyung's face was flushed with humiliation.

It was a topic of conversation on campus and even featured on your campus radio station. But, as usual, you didn't back down and retaliated with a vengeance... let's say...two weeks later, Dilraba was observed with fresh "drawn-on eyebrows" or the lack thereof and a very short bob hairstyle...she cried for days and Taehyungs didn't know how to comfort his girlfriend.

Whenever you saw each other in the hallways, his intense eyes sent you daggers...

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Your boss only wanted you to stay for at least two months to complete the Egyptian Exhibition for College students and return to Copenhagen. You reluctantly agreed. Olive agreed to accompany you to keep an eye on you and work with your family if something unexpected happened to your health. Fortunately, you stopped selling your Seoul apartment after your "break up. "

It wasn't just about your health; you also had to consider a growing baby inside of you who might never see the light if you died too soon.

At the very least, you can die knowing that you have loved and lost...

A/n: I hope you like the chapter. Cha-Young is going back to Seoul.

Shout out to all the new readers of the series, including those who added the book to their readers' lists. Thank you very much. Please remember to vote and comment with your thoughts.

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Question 1: How do you feel about her situation?

Question 2: Will she be forced to tell Taehyung's family about her condition?

Question 3: Do you believe Taehyung will remember their "love" if she is close?

Question 4: Do you think she and Dilraba will become even more resentful when she returns to Seoul?