The sun was setting, which casted a warm golden glow on your face. The park was filled with beautiful pastel tulips and the distant sound of children playing.
You were sitting on a bench, your mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming conversation.
Yoongi had called you earlier, he wanted to talk, to apologize for what had happened at the mall a few days ago.
You remembered the scene vividly. The guy had complimented your outfit, and before you could even thank him, Yoongi's fist had connected with his jaw.
The shock and pain in the guy's eyes, the way Yoongi's face was filled with jealousy and rage—it was all too much.
Now, as you waited for Yoongi, you couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.
You loved him, but the pressure from your friends and family had been overwhelming.
They had seen the dark side of your relationship and were adamant that you deserved better.
You knew they were right but you didn't want to accept it.
You heard footsteps approaching and looked up to see Yoongi walking towards you.
His face was a mixture of regret and hope, and your heart ached at the sight. He sat down next to you, leaving a bit of space between you.
"Y/N," he began, his voice trembling. "I'm so sorry for what happened. I let my jealousy get the best of me, and I know I hurt you. I never meant to make you feel that way."
You took a deep breath, trying to steady your emotions. "Yoongi, it's not just about what happened at the mall. It's about the way you've been acting. I can't keep living like this, always worried about your anger and jealousy."
He reached out to take your hand, but you pulled away.
"Please, Y/N, give me another chance. I promise I'll change. I'll go to therapy, I'll do whatever it takes to make things right."
Tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at him. "Yoongi, I want to believe you, but it's not that simple. My friends and family have been telling me that I deserve better, and I can't ignore their concerns. They care about me, and they want me to be happy."
He lowered his head, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "I understand. I just... I can't imagine my life without you."
You felt a pang of guilt, but you knew you had to stay strong. "I care about you, Yoongi, but I need to take care of myself too. I can't keep putting myself in situations where I feel unsafe and unhappy."
The silence between you was heavy. You could hear the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze and the distant chirping of birds.
The world around you seemed so peaceful in that moment.
"I'll always love you, Y/N," Yoongi said softly. "And I'll always be here if you ever change your mind."
You nodded, unable to speak. The tears were flowing freely now, and you didn't try to stop them.
You stood up, ready to end the conversation. "Goodbye, Yoongi," you whispered, your voice breaking.
As you walked away, you could feel his eyes on you, but you didn't look back. You knew you had made the right decision.
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows and painting the sky in hues of pink and purple.
You took a deep breath, feeling the cool evening air fill your lungs.
The future was unknown, but for the first time in a long time, you felt a glimmer of hope.
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