8: Darling Daisy

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Darling Daisy, don't you cry

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Darling Daisy, don't you cry.

"I...I feel so tainted."

Darling Daisy, don't say goodbye.

"I am suffocating..."

"Let me help—"

"You can't! No one can..."

Darling Daisy, the sun hasn't gone away.

"It's over."

Darling Daisy, hold it tight.

"I lost everything. And nobody believes me."

"I do! I've seen everything— I-I believe you!"

You can bloom again.

"Thank you...but I doubt it changes anything."

You can live again.

"I don't wanna live anymore."

But, oh dear, you withered away.

"I can't take this anymore."

Darling Daisy, you left me by.

┊ʏᴜᴊɪɴ'ꜱ ᴘᴏᴠ┊ೃ⁀➷

"How are you so sure of your plan?"

"You will see for yourself."

The ringing of my phone catches both our attention.

'Minali (미나리) is calling...' (a/n 'Minali' is a term of endearment in the Korean language, translating directly to 'buttercup')

My lips shift on their own accord, forming a small smile. "Your son?" My gaze veers to Minho, his face imbued with fondness.

"I'll be right back," I inform the younger, who returns a nod in understanding and steps away. I leave my seat with the ringing device and out in the empty corridor of the law firm.

"Good evening, Jagiya."

"Mom," he replies in a grave tone, making me raise my eyebrows.

ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴs: ʀᴀᴠᴇɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴅɪᴀʀɪᴇꜱ || c.bg + h.kWhere stories live. Discover now