*Kim Doyoung
*Second chances

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"What were the fucking odds?!" It was a rare sight to see her curse so when I noticed Taeyong Hyung bracing himself up, I was expecting a full-fledged blowout. It isn't unusual for a bride to have jitters in the morning, but this one seemed off to me for some reason.

"Now now, darling," He abandoned his love seat to take his wife to attempt and calm her down in his embrace. In a matter of 3 hours, they were going to get married. The last thing he needed was for his fiancée to lose her mind in the nick of time. "What's the matter?"

"Jaeyun's coming;" "Who now?" The name shot electricity down my whole being. How long had it been since I heard this name? How long since anyone dared to mention her in front of me? Since I had allowed her name to get past my lips?

"Doyoung-ah," I knew the change in tone of her voice, she didn't want me to find out this way. "Who did you say was coming?" I asked, dropping the gift boxes from my hand on the table nearest to me. "Jaeyun is," She mumbled, a thin sheen of sweat coating her forehead.

Oh, how I wish I could tell her what the mere mention of her name did to me! By the looks of it, I would get to see her today. "Well, what's the issue with that?" I asked, ignoring the stupid smile that I'm sure was plastered on my face. "Don't fucking grin, you idiot!" Narae's fist grazed past my cheek and I promptly moved safely away! This girl scared me!

"Sweetheart, calm yourself down!" Taeyong Hyung snaked his arm around her waist, holding her still. "Tae, you don't understand! Jaeyun wouldn't come knowing that Doyoung was going to be here,"

"Rae, Doyoungie's my best man. How is it that he's not going to come?" There were a lot of things that came to my mind that I wanted to ask but I didn't want to risk having a bruise on my face in Hyung's wedding pictures. "Well, you yourself told me that he might not make it since he and Isa went kaput and would rather stay away from each other," "Well yeah!" Hyung defended him. "How was I supposed to know that Isa would end up finding someone to bring to the wedding? This idiot almost didn't come!" He shot me a glare. Oh, come on!! I brought such expensive wine as a wedding gift and even apologized for soo many times! Why is he still shooting me glares?!

"I'm glad you came Doyoung, I really am. This wouldn't feel right to either of us if you weren't here," Narae reached and squeezed my hand. "But I'm scared of Jaeyun's reaction since..." She stopped dead in her tracks. "Since your dumb ass ended things in the most assholish way possible," Taeyong Hyung finished for her. "Hyung!" I whined, the ever-so-familiar feeling of self-disgust sinking down in my stomach.

I hated being reminded of how I treated Jaeyun in the past. No matter how many years would pass by, I'd still be hating myself for how I treated and then left her. I have never actually claimed to be a good guy but still, my current self is still repulsed by my past self's actions. I was too self-centred, too mean and too childish.

A part of me liked to disappoint people so that I could feel some sick sort of satisfaction in me. Most of them gave up on me after a while. But for some reason, Jaeyun stuck around long enough for me to get tired of myself and run for the hills. Well, technically I followed her best friend out of the city. Oh man, I was a piece of shit!

"Okay enough of you two," Narae ended whatever we were about to start. We might have grown up old enough to get married but I and Taeyong Hyung bickered as we used to when we were in our teens. And while Narae had enough experience for her to be able to ignore us like we didn't exist, our bickering was the last thing she wanted in a situation where she might end up without a maid of honour.

"I guess I'll just have to wait for her actually to turn up and then move according to her reaction," Then she turned to us, "I'll be off! I have to start getting dressed! I'll see you, babe!" With a quick peck for Hyung, she sauntered away, leaving us at a loss for words.

"What the heck just happened?!" I gasped, taking a second to wrap up the whole situation. If that was what the solution was, why'd she freak out in the first place? And why'd she ended up giving the both of us a mini freak-out episode?

"Well Rae, apparently just pulled a Rae." Taeyong Hyung broke into exasperated chuckles. "Hyung, why are you marrying her again?" I turned to look at him with wide eyes. "The same reason you crushed on her for years," Leaving my cheeks fiery and my mouth on the floor, my Hyung skipped away from me to get dressed. I knew being honest about my past crushes to him would result in him never letting me hear the end of it. But then again, he's my Hyung, my best friend. If he won't know then who would?

You know how you spend hours and hours stressing over the fact of how you would react when the person you've been wishing to see and now when they finally turn up; your mind's blank? That's exactly what happened to me when I saw Jaeyun after all these years. I'll be honest, it did have something to do with the fact that she wasn't alone but mostly with the fact that she looked absolutely stunning. She was dressed in dark blue wide-legged trousers and an oversized blazer of the same colour over a white with a snatched waist and slightly puffed sleeves underneath.

The mere sight of her knocked the air out of my lungs and before I could fully take in her appearance, a guy with brown and white hair dressed in a dark blue almost black suit followed in soon after. As soon as she felt his presence, a smile immediately tugged the corner of her lips upwards. And I'm pretty sure my eye twitched when he placed an arm on her waist, talking to her while taking in the decorations of the glass dome that Taeyong chose to be his wedding venue.

And before she could even look in my direction, Minji, one of Narae's friends, stepped out of the powder room dressed in her bridesmaid's dress and welcomed Jaeyun and the nameless boy in. From my place, I could see her talk to Minji and then turn to the boy. He smiled and finally removed his hand from her waist before walking to where the guests were supposed to sit. Minji lead her to where I could guess, Narae was getting ready. If my guess was correct, I'd be called soon after. And how she would react was what I wanted to see.

And while I tried to busy myself with last-minute checks for the reception, I simply couldn't calm the hurricane of questions that ran inside my head. The last time I had seen Jaeyun, she had just turned 18. And now she was a beautiful, dignified woman of 24. And while I didn't actively keep myself updated on her state, I had Narae around me. She knew everything about her. And one thing about Narae, she can't keep anything from Taeyong Hyung. And often, I'd be around when she would come up in conversations, secretly drinking in every detail. But she hadn't ever mentioned anything about this new character. Who was he? Was he her boyfriend? Had she moved on?

"Doyoungie Hyung!!!" This huge glass dome was semi-full of people chattering and yet a voice soo loud that it makes the collective chatter sound like they were murmuring. Letting a long sigh pass, I turned to the hazel-haired boy with a large smile plastered on his face. Did the Lee brothers have to have the most contagious smiles known to humankind?

"Yes, Hyuck-ah?" I gave him a small smile. "You look handsome Hyung," He giggled like we were 5-year preschooler kids dressing up for the first time. This boy somehow collected enough strength to be the brightest kid in the room and honestly, I loved him for that. "Thank you Hyuck. You do too," "I know that Hyung," The way he flipped the fringe hanging on the side of his face; compelled a laugh out of me. "Anyway, Tae Hyung wants you in his dressing room. Like right now!"

And there it is, the call that I was secretly anticipating. "Alright! But can you get Jeno with you and make sure everything is in order before the ceremony?" I was supposed to do that but right now, I could care less about anything right now. I was too nervous yet too excited. "Alright Hyung," He saluted before walking to find his youngest brother.

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If this was a dream, then let her wake up right now. "What..." That was all that left Jaeyun's mouth when Narae finally let the information out. "You're not gonna faint, are you?" Minji asked, her fearful gaze jumping between the bride and the maid of honour. "I sure hope not," Jaeyun's voice lowered by several octaves whilst everyone present saw the colour drain off her face.

"Look, I don't want to force you. If you don't want to stay a maid of honour, I'll just go without one. You being here is all I need," Narae knew how

Narae knew how Jaeyun felt about Doyoung and rightfully so. Her best friend has spent years trying to run away from his memories; a piece of information that she hid from Taeyong even. Asking the girl to be in his presence again was as good as asking her to live through those memories again. Which would be cruel and as much as Narae wanted to marry the love of her life with her best friend by her side, she couldn't be cruel to Jaeyun. Not when almost everyone else had been to her.

"No, wait!" Jaeyun suddenly protested. "I mean, just give me some time. I need to think for a while. Is there somewhere I can go?" "Yeah, come with me," Minji squeezed Narae's shoulder reassuringly before leading the way.

"Don't think too much about it, Rae. Whatever it is, I love you and I'm not leaving. Like hell, I would miss my only girlfriend's wedding. Sit tight and let them make you look the best and just give me 5 minutes;" With that Jaeyun was almost jogging to get away from the curious gazes of the people present in the dressing room.

Which was only the beauticians and Minji's little sister, Minnie but Jaeyun hated letting others see how much of a mess she could be. It wasn't a feeling she exactly came to terms with; vulnerability. "Here you can have some time to yourself for a while," Minji stopped in front of what seemed to have a balcony facing a piece of the orchard at the edge of which, the glass dome was situated. "Thank you," She thanked the girl, who technically was a virtual stranger to her but still had been more than kind to her.

"No worries, any friend of Narae is a friend of mine." With Minji's heels clicking on the tiled floor, Jaeyun twisted the door knob and stepped into the balcony, shutting the door behind her. The air smelled of greenery, strawberries, grapes and an assortment of flora. It helped Jaeyun calm her hyperactive mind down, at least a little bit. Once again, Jaeyun had to applaud Taeyong's taste, which given her mental state, was a luxury she barely could afford.

Hadn't she come to this wedding secretly hoping that he be here? Hadn't she spent the past few weeks leading up to this day trying to look her best? Had she not secretly jumped around in joy when Narae requested her to be her maid of honour because it would finally give her an excuse to wear a dress?

Then why was she hesitating? Why was she scared? Why did she feel like everything was falling apart even though it was going the way she wanted it to go?

Sighing, Jaeyun gripped the cold metal railing of the balcony, squeezing her eyes shut. She let her mind answer, for once listening to what her subconscious had to say. It always had something to say but this time, Jaeyun was actually listening.

Because it was Doyoung. The same Doyoung that shattered the invisible shackles that her parents made her wear, the same Doyoung that showed her how ugly and yet how devastatingly beautiful this world could be, the Doyoung that put her behind him whilst arguing at the top of his lungs about some guy who made the mistake of disrespecting her and the Doyoung who somehow simultaneously slammed her little heart against a rough brick wall and also made it feel like it was worth every little crack he made.

He was the reason she knew what the feeling of freedom was, how adrenaline felt like coursing through her veins, how addictingly painful was to be in love with him and of course, most importantly; he was the one that made her into the stubborn son of bitch (well the female rendition of it) who stopped at nothing until she got what she wanted. He taught her; the good, the bad and of course, the things in between.

After 6 whole years, Jaeyun finally let herself admit it. She wasn't running from Doyoung or his memories at all, instead, it was the hurt he put her through. When she learned that he was head over heels for her best friend whilst spending all that time with her.

The feeling of something inside her shattering was still vivid, the desperate screams in the bathroom with the water running fast so that her mother wouldn't end up hearing, the nights she spent wetting the fluffy pillow with many more tears, the gums she chewed and the deodorant she used to hide the scent of stale cigarettes in her mouth and body; Jaeyun remembers it all.

They say people take the best decision under pressure. She had taken one 6 years ago under the sheer pressure of agony and desperation. She was going to take one today, under the pressure of risks and anticipations and possibilities.

Wiping the salty residue of her past, Jaeyun turned around and marched down the hallway to the dressing room. She knew Narae was going to be waiting, almost panicking until she turned up. So she wasn't surprised when the bride, dressed in her full-length ball gown with black floral appliques all over her bodice immediately turned to face her, promptly ignoring the hairstylist who was now struggling to gather her thick black hair in a bun. Jaeyun met Narae's eyes and internally prayed that she had made the right choice.

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"Oh my God, I'm going! Congratulations Hyung!" Why was I even surprised when I felt Taeyong Hyung's arm grab me by my shoulders and lift me in the air like a rag doll before slamming me against the wall? This man spent a large portion of his time in the gym whilst I did the bare minimum. Of course, I was at the disadvantage here.

"I swear on everything Kim Doyoung if you don't calm the fuck down!" He glared at me through his top-rimmed spectacles, before letting me go to straighten the grey piece of tulle that served as his tie. "Hyung, Narae can't walk down the aisle without a maid of honour- "And I can't stand there without my best man!" He whirled around to look at me, the silver chains on either side of his suit jacket twinkling in the process.

"Seriously Doyoung! What are you soo scared of?" He ran a hand through his brick-red hair parted in the middle, making it fluff up even more. "Hyung, it's just that Jaeyun- "

"Oh my God, since when were you such a scaredy cat!?!" This was the most worked up I'd ever seen him and I didn't know if it was entirely me. "Yeah, you were an A Grade asshole when you were a teenager and basically left the girl a mess! But for fuck's sake Doyoung, it's been 6 years. If not anything, do you not want to bury this hatchet!? Finally, apologize to her?"

He might be my best friend but I hated the fact that he somehow managed to one me up when it came to thinking rationally when it came to doing the right thing. I hated being wrong and yet, for the bigger part of my life, I kept on doing what couldn't be classified as either right or wrong.

What I did to my family, what I did to Jaeyun, to myself. I got to live my life on my terms but at what cost? Why couldn't I let her in when she proved that she wouldn't leave? And now that I had the chance of finally at least apologizing to her for it, why was I scared?!

"Listen, if you want to go, then go. Hyuck can step in for you but just so you know, Narae and Jaeyun won't be the only ones disappointed in you," My panicked eyes rushed to meet his and he just shrugged, a corner of his plump lips curved upwards in a smirk. This little-

"Fine! I'll stay!" The way Hyung burst out laughing, I knew that he knew he didn't have to use the threat of essentially disowning me to make me stay. I would've stayed either way; now that he'd hit where it hurt the most.

The aisle leading up to the altar was made of a black plush velvet carpet with petals of red and white roses scattered all over it. The guests were dressed in the darker shades of cobalt and black, perfectly blending in with the mid-light of the afternoon and the dark green surrounding the dome. Hyung stood in his grey-blue suit, his back to the arch of roses, lilies and dark green fauna that curved above him.

I was standing at the front with Hyuck and Jeno in front of me. "Bridesmaids," The wedding planner called in a low voice, prompting Minji and Minnie to come and take the boys' arms. "Where's the maid of honour?"

Please don't tell me she left! "Give her a second, she's still getting ready," Minji informed, promptly relieving me of my anxiety. "She needs to hurry up, we're already behind schedule!" The lady groaned, checking her watch.

"Sorry for the wait everyone," And there she was. I heard her before I saw her. The continuous clicking of her heels and then her voice; was something of her that I loved. She was the talker in our duo, ranting to me about absolutely anything whilst I drove us aimlessly around town. It was a great relief to hear the voice again though it was much more levelled and controlled now.

Finally, I mustered enough courage to look at her after all these years. I left her without a second glance back then, I feel like I owed her a good look now. And she managed to knock the air out of my lungs once again. She was now dressed in a grey tulle off-the-shoulder dress with a cinched waist. Her hair was pulled back in a neat bun whilst two strands framed her face. When she stood by my side and almost hesitantly took my arm, I did not know how to react for the first few seconds. The scent of the bouquet of roses, lilies, peonies and gladiolas mixed with her fruity perfume had me malfunctioning for a hot minute until the wedding planner spoke up again.

"And 3, 2, 1 go!" Jeno took off with Minnie in his arm, followed closely by Hyuck and Minji. I turned to glance at Jaeyun and to my great disappointment, she was facing straight ahead with a small smile playing on her lips. Well, at least she was smiling. Sighing, I faced ahead before stepping out on the alter, Jaeyun matching her pace with me.

And I swear I tried to concentrate on what the pastor was saying throughout the ceremony but all I could look at was the girl in front of me and follow her every move.

"Congratulations Hyung, Narae!" I hugged them tightly once the deal was sealed. "Thank you Doyoung, really!" Narae leaned up to kiss my cheek which made me smile. Teenage me would be whopping and hollering right now!

And that asshole would be cursing me too given the fact I have been fidgeting in my damn spot for the past 5 minutes, trying to summon to courage to walk across the room and sit at the empty stool next to Jaeyun. The guy with her was now dancing with Minji so it was unlikely that he was dating her. But how do I approach her?

Downing my whiskey in one gulp, I sprung off the seat whilst the alcohol burned its way down my throat. If only she knew what she did to me, me needing liquid courage;

If she realized that it was me who took the seat next to her, she did a very job at acting like she was nonchalant about it. Instead, she just downed her drink and stared straight ahead.

"A chateau Margaux this time please!" She called out, twirling the empty whiskey glass in her hand. "A whiskey on the rocks for me please," I shifted in my stool, trying to get comfortable.

I knew I had to start the conversation when the bartender returned with our drinks and Jaeyun hadn't much less acknowledged me. A part of me hated her for making things difficult for me but then again, as far as fairness goes, I deserved to be ignored till the end of the world.

"How're you doing?" I cringed internally, even before the last word left my lips. Real smooth Doyoung, scare the girl away, why don't you?! "Good," She sipped the red liquid, still not looking my way. "I'm glad you came," "Yeah, I'm glad too," One thing about me, I hate being ignored. Her lack of response was discouraging and also pissed me off. I hated that;

"Jaeyun, can we not be mature and talk?" Wrong move, her jaw tightened as she downed the rest of her red wine in one go and then finally turned to look at me, her large almond eyes glaring daggers at me. "Oh go to hell Doyoung!" She gritted out, careful not to raise her voice and attract unwanted attention. This was Taeyong Hyung and Narae's day.

"Jaeyun let's just-" "No! I'm not talking to you!" With that, she was off the stool and walking away. And that's when I noticed it was raining heavily outside. She isn't gonna run out in that, is she? "Oh shit!" I grabbed my jacket off the counter and raced behind her, as she walked towards the exit. "Jaeyun! Jaeyun wait!" I called once I was a safe distance away from the guests. She paid me no heed as she kept jogging. "Jaeyun please!" And she was out through the doors, under the pouring rain. "Oh for the love of all things-" I grumbled, ditching the jacket and following her. There go my trousers and shirt-

"Oh my God, can you listen-" I grabbed her and she ripped it away as though my touch burned her. "WHAT PART OF I'M NOT TALKING TO YOU DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!" She screamed in my face. "I just wanna explain and apologize!" I couldn't help but raise my voice. This was ridiculous but at least she was talking to me. "Oh so now, you wanna apologize, you selfish piece of shit!?" I was going to ignore it but the way her tulle dress clung onto her form and the raindrops washed the makeup off her face; I was bound to get distracted.

"Hey, what's with the name-calling? Can't we just have a civil conversation?" Deep down I knew how much of an insensitive asshole I was being but I was also hoping she would listen. "Civil?! You wanna talk civil; oh my God Kim Doyoung, just how of an insensitive bastard can you actually get?!! After what you did, do you think you deserve any of my attention or time?! Why are you forcing me to waste my breath on you?!" Her veins were popping and she was beyond livid but yet; the stab I felt in my chest was almost too much to bear.

"Cause I wanted to apologize;" We both were gonna be bedridden for weeks with how the rainwater was but right now, I could give two fewer shits about that. "You think your apologizing will make anything better?!" She snapped at me, turning away from me. "I know it doesn't but I was just hoping you would listen!" I gently grabbed her arm again and she yanked it away, again!

"No you know what? You listen to me now!" Her eyes flared up in an emotion that I recognized. It was the look in her eyes when she was dead set on getting something. That was the look that actually set my eyes on her. "But-!" "Shut up!" She barked, glaring at me. "Your insensitive ass actually played me real good! You fucking used me as you pleased and when you had enough; you didn't have the curtsy to tell it to my face you're dropping me!?!"

"I was meaning-" "I said shut up you skinny bastard! You're soo God damn selfish that even after you left, you didn't leave me in peace! I can't even smoke because of your sorry ass, why'd you have to ruin everything for me!?!"

"What did I-" "Oh my God, shut up! Because of you, I can't even date in peace cause every time I date; I fucking end up comparing that guy to you!"

Okay now, this was new. Maybe I won't interrupt her anymore. "And you; you selfish piece of shit had to go and date and have a relationship for 2 damn years! Oh my God, how selfish can you get!?!" "If it makes you feel any better, that one ended really bad," I spoke up when she stopped to catch her breath. "Of course, it would! Who's fucked up in the head enough to actually tolerate your complicated, frustrating self!" And she lunged back at me with twice the volume and anger;

"Just saying you tolerated me too," "And look where it got me! Oh my God, I hate you!" She stepped away from me as though my mere presence irked her. "Jaeyun-" "I changed houses, schools, towns; my entire God damn self to get away from you and now you end up at my best friend's wedding! Like can't I ever get away from you!?! You're such an insufferable, intoxicating piece of shit!"

I knew she moved away from our hometown soon after I did but now I knew why she actually did it. And that made me feel like an even bigger piece of shit. "Jae..." "I hate the fact that despite everything I can't hate you!" Now she was crying. I hated that, her crying. "Jae, love please!" "Go away!" She cried out in protest as I gently took her hands. "I'm sorry, I really am. I shouldn't have done all the things I did to you. I'm sorry, don't cry please!" I dared to touch her face, swiping my fingers over her tear-stained cheeks. The contrast between her ice-cold skin and hot tears was what finally dawned on the gravity of the situation on me.

I had two choices. Either push her away or tell her the truth and let her make the choice. I was messed up and rude, I was probably going to end up hurting her more than the last time. I didn't have control over my own thoughts and actions. It made no sense in telling her the truth;

"And the you come around and do stuff like this and I can't even know what to think anymore," She sighed, gaze fixated on the ground. And then, she finally looked up to meet my eyes. I could see the exhaustion, frustration, anger, longing and many more unnamed emotions when she sighed and asked in what was barely even a whisper, "What do you want from me, Kim Doyoung?"

That flipped a switch inside me. I wrapped an arm around her waist, yanking her closer and leaned down to place my lips on hers. Why did I do that, I have no idea. But the kiss felt like a thousand warning bells going off in my head, electricity zapping through my veins somehow rejunivating my cold and sore body into kissing her with all I had.

I had no idea what I was doing but it felt good and judging by the way wrapped her arms around my neck and forced me to bend down, I could make a fair guess that she was felt the same way.

When we reluctantly separated to catch our breathes, she simply placed her head on my chest; well against my soggy Burberry shirt but at this point, neither of us cared. I had the answer I was searching for, she got the answer to her question. I wasn't prepared to let her go; may that be in whatever expense. I just couldn't let her walk out of my life.

"What in the world are we doing?" She spoke against my chest, her voice light and airy. "I honestly have no idea," I answered, resting my chin on her head. "I missed you," I had no idea someone could make me feel this happy with those simple words. "I thought you hated me?"

She sighed, like she was done trying to fight me. "Yeah, I hate you. And I missed you. Can't I do that?" She looked up at me, challenging me with her eyes. "Of course you can, Dove," I smiled, nudging my head with hers. "I'm sorry for messing everything up," "Then do it right this time;" That smile in her face, the twinkle in her eyes; she had trusted me with herself once again. Now it was up to me if I treasured her like she deserved to be or if I broke her yet again.

I didn't know what I was going to do for sure. But I hated seeing her cry. I hated seeing her worry. Now that I knew how to prevent that, I was going to make sure I did right this time. It was only my second time, gambling with the matters of the heart but I had a feeling this time would be better than the last.

Maybe, she made the wrong choice. Maybe I thought wrong. Maybe we would break again, worse than the last time. Maybe we'd somehow make it towards the end. I know we won't see eye to eye on many issues, that we won't be able to match each other's pace but the point is, I want to walk this path with her.

in the back of your faint smile as you look at me
i will draw you in the beautiful, purple light
though our steps won't be able to match
i want to walk this path with you

The part 2 to my Doyoung two shot. And the story alone is a 5000+ words one. See what I meant about this being too freaking long.

𝖧𝖾𝗒 𝖢𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽, 𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖩𝖺𝖾𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖣𝗈𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒.

𝖨 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖣𝗈𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝖨 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗇𝖾.

𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝖺♡

Anyway, this has Fay. Who found it in her to write again. Life hasn't been exactly fair on me but I'm trying my level best to get past this.

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Fay💞