Wonderwall • ℍ𝕒𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕠

𝟛𝟜

Experiencing the loss of a mother is a profound and heart-wrenching experience. Jisoo faced this unbearable reality, yet somehow, she discovered the resilience to continue her journey. As time passed, days transitioned into weeks, weeks melted into months, and suddenly, years had slipped by, leaving Jisoo pondering how she had navigated life without her mother's physical presence. Believing in the notion that when a cherished individual departs, their body may fade, but their love endures, Jisoo found solace in the remnants her mother had left behind.

The ache of missing her mother will forever linger within Jisoo's heart, yet the most agonizing part was yearning for someone she couldn't even remember. Despite the haze of forgotten memories, the unwavering love for her mother remained steadfast in Jisoo's soul. Each thought of her, each glimpse of a photograph, reignited the warmth of that enduring bond. And on days like today, moments would arise when the longing for her mother surged more intensely than usual, enveloping Jisoo in a bittersweet embrace of longing.

In a moment of vulnerability, Jisoo was swept away by a hazy and unknown torrent of memories from the past, rushing through her mind like a child flipping through radio stations in a car. The haunting fuzzy scenes of the car crash, the intense pain, the weighty burden she bore, and the countless hours spent in the clinical environment of the hospital inundated her, dragging her into a deep abyss of profound despair.

Yet, when she heard his voice on the other side of the door, a sense of calm began to wash over Jisoo. Slowly, she gathered the courage to approach the door, tentatively cracking it open to peer through the narrow gap.

"Jisoo?" he murmured upon locking eyes with her tear-streaked gaze. Jisoo let out a heavy sigh, her mind racing as she searched for the right words to say.

"I... I just need a moment. I'll be okay... but please, don't let my son see me like this," Jisoo pleaded, delicately tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. A furrow appeared on his brow as he observed her valiant effort to hold back tears while addressing him.

"Let me in!" he insisted, reaching for the doorknob. Jisoo's eyes widened in alarm, and she shook her head vehemently.

"No... I... I'm okay. I just need a moment alone," she managed to say, her expression contorted with the effort of holding back tears. Despite her protest, Haein slipped his arm through the gap in the door, attempting to open it.

"Please..." he murmured, persisting until he successfully entered the room. Jisoo retreated, leaning back against the wall with resignation, her arms folded protectively across her chest. Unable to contain her tears, she wept uncontrollably.

"How can I make those beautiful eyes of yours stop crying?" he whispered softly, reaching out towards her face. Jisoo's teary gaze met his, the tears streaming down her cheeks. Haein gently lifted his thumb to her cheek, and Jisoo instinctively leaned into his touch, seeking solace as he tenderly wiped away her tears, as if erasing the pain with each gentle stroke.

"I can't even begin to express the depth of my longing for her, even though I can't recall her. The weight of responsibility for her passing weighs heavily on my heart, as does the guilt for letting her memory slip away. It was all because of me, all my doing!" Jisoo cried out, her voice filled with anguish as she shut her eyes tightly in profound sadness. His expression softened into lines of resigned sorrow upon hearing her words. He understood the weight of her guilt, the burden she carried. The memory of that fateful day lingered in his own mind like a shadow.

Jisoo's muffled sobs filled the room, her words blending with soft whimpers. He drew her closer to his chest, pressing light kisses into her hair in a soothing gesture, trying to offer comfort amidst the storm of emotions.