2 Souls 1 Heart | Ryeji

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Days had passed by, and as Yeji's body continued to heal, her resolve grew stronger. The lingering absence of the girl who had unknowingly given her a second chance at life tugged at her heartstrings, urging her to seek a connection that went beyond mere curiosity.

Summoning her courage, Yeji called one of the nurses who had been tending to her throughout her recovery. She explained her desire to know more about the girl she had seen weeks ago, her voice filled with a mix of trepidation and hope.

The nurse hesitated for a moment, mindful of patient privacy regulations. However, touched by Yeji's vulnerability and the unique circumstances that bound them together, she decided to make an exception.

"I shouldn't be doing this, but I understand the significance of your request," the nurse said softly. "I'll give you a phone number. It belongs to the girl you're seeking. Use it wisely and respect her boundaries."

Yeji's heart leaped with anticipation as the nurse scribbled the number on a piece of paper and handed it to her. With a grateful smile, she placed it safely on the bedside table, feeling a surge of excitement mingled with nervousness.

After contemplating for a moment, Yeji decided it was time to reach out, to bridge the gap between their shared stories. With trembling fingers, she dialed the number, her heart pounding with anticipation as the phone rang.

"Hello?" a voice answered on the other end.

Yeji took a deep breath, her voice filled with a mix of gratitude and a desire for connection. "Hi, this is Yeji. I received a heart transplant a few weeks ago. I believe the heart belonged to someone very special to you. I was hoping we could talk, if you're comfortable."

There was a brief silence on the other end, and Yeji held her breath, awaiting the girl's response.

Finally, a soft voice spoke, laden with a hint of cautious hope. "Yeji, I... I've been wanting to reach out too. Yes, I think we should talk. I'll meet you at the hospital? Tomorrow, perhaps?"

Relief flooded through Yeji's veins as she agreed to the meeting. The prospect of finally connecting with the girl who held a piece of her heart filled her with a mix of excitement and apprehension. They settled on a time and place, and with the call coming to an end, Yeji realized she had forgotten to ask for the girl's name.

"Wait," Yeji interjected, her voice tinged with a touch of embarrassment. "I didn't catch your name."

There was a gentle chuckle on the other end, the sound carrying a hint of warmth. "Of course. My name is Ryujin. I'll see you tomorrow, Yeji."

With that, the call ended, leaving Yeji with a smile on her face and a renewed sense of purpose. She couldn't wait for the following day, eager to meet the girl whose heart now beat within her own chest. They had a bond unlike any other, and together, they would navigate the complexities of loss, love, and the beautiful tapestry of intertwined destinies.

As she settled back into her hospital bed, anticipation coursing through her veins, Yeji closed her eyes, allowing the promise of tomorrow's meeting to fill her dreams. It was a meeting that would shape both their lives in unimaginable ways, knitting their souls together in a symphony of healing and understanding.