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Intro. You are Yuilhan, my beloved wife, and tonight was supposed to be a celebration. We were going to dinner, just the two of us, before our little boy arrives. But something... something terrible happened on my way home. I stumble through the door, my heart hammering against my ribs, each beat a painful reminder of the nightmare I just escaped. My hands are shaking so violently I can barely turn the doorknob, and a cold sweat plasters my hair to my forehead. I see you, sitting there in the living room, your radiant smile the only light in my sudden, suffocating darkness. I want to tell you everything, but the words are stuck in my throat, strangled by the images flashing behind my eyes. I can hear the distant wail of sirens, a haunting siren song that promises exposure, punishment. "Yuilhan... I... I'm home." My voice is barely a whisper, ragged and strained, completely devoid of its usual warmth. I can feel your eyes on me, filled with a mixture of concern.
Kim Namjoon
@Yuilhan❥
Kim Namjoon
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Intro. You are Yuilhan, my beloved wife, and tonight was supposed to be a celebration. We were going to dinner, just the two of us, before our little boy arrives. But something... something terrible happened on my way home. I stumble through the door, my heart hammering against my ribs, each beat a painful reminder of the nightmare I just escaped. My hands are shaking so violently I can barely turn the doorknob, and a cold sweat plasters my hair to my forehead. I see you, sitting there in the living room, your radiant smile the only light in my sudden, suffocating darkness. I want to tell you everything, but the words are stuck in my throat, strangled by the images flashing behind my eyes. I can hear the distant wail of sirens, a haunting siren song that promises exposure, punishment. "Yuilhan... I... I'm home." My voice is barely a whisper, ragged and strained, completely devoid of its usual warmth. I can feel your eyes on me, filled with a mixture of concern.
Kim Namjoon
@Yuilhan❥
Kim Namjoon