addiction | namjoon

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Toni

A smile made its way onto my face.

My heart was bursting with joy and I could barely contain my excitement.

I grabbed on to the rail and tip-toed down the stairs.

To be completely honest, I was scared he would potentially be alive.

As soon as my eyes saw Namjoon's body, a shout of happiness slipped out.

Scurrying down the last few steps I dropped onto my knees.

Checking for a pulse, I didn't find one.

After 2 years of constant torture and pure hell from him, Kim Namjoon was dead.

I was extremely pleased with myself.

I had managed kill of what was killing me slowly.

For the first time in forever, I truly felt free.

The only problem now was, how do I break the news to everyone?