As I stood before my eager readers, my heart pounded with a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the chance to finally share my untold story with the world. The room was filled with anticipation, eyes fixated on me, waiting to hear the words that would reveal the truth behind my infamous stalking case.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts. This wasn't just a book to me; it was a testament to my resilience, a journey through the darkest corners of my life. My story was no ordinary tale, for I had lived through the terrifying clutches of a stalker, and now it was time to unveil the horrors I had experienced.
The path that led me here had been long and arduous. At first, I had tried to bury the memories, convincing myself that they were better left forgotten. But as time passed, I realized that staying silent meant surrendering my power to the shadows that once haunted my every step.
With trembling hands, I held the manuscript that bore my soul, its pages filled with the raw emotions and chilling encounters that had plagued my existence. My voice trembled slightly as I began to recount the events, my words flowing effortlessly as if guided by an unseen force.
I described the sleepless nights, the fear that gripped me like a vice, threatening to suffocate the very essence of who I was. I spoke of the constant paranoia, the suffocating feeling that someone was always watching me, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Through my words, my readers could feel the helplessness, the frustration, and the desperation that consumed me. They met the brave souls who stood by my side, offering unwavering support in the face of unimaginable terror.
As I delved deeper into my story, the room fell still, the silence hanging heavy in the air. The sheer weight of my experiences pressed on the audience, capturing their attention like a vice. I pulled them into my world, allowing them to bear witness to the very real horrors that society often brushed aside.
But within the darkness, I found a glimmer of light, a spark of hope that refused to be extinguished. The strength that had been building inside me rose up, and I fought back against the relentless pursuit of my stalker. I shared my triumphs, the moments of victory that made the struggle worthwhile, and the lessons I had learned along the way.
As I concluded my tale, emotions ran high in the room. Some of my readers had tears streaming down their faces, others offered nods of understanding, and a few even came forward to hug me, their gratitude palpable.
"Thank you for coming everyone!"
My first book had served its purpose; it had broken the silence, shattered the stigma, and showcased the resilience of the human spirit. And as I closed the chapter on that treacherous period of my life, I knew that my story was not just about one individual's struggle, but a symbol of triumph in the face of unimaginable adversity.
After finishing the meet and greet, I was pick up by Lomon. Glancing at the man who has been there every step of the way illuminate happiness inside of me.
As I sat there in the cozy restaurant, my hands resting on my growing belly, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Lomon, my loving fiancé, had surprised me with a date night, wanting to make this evening extra special. Little did I know that this night would be an unforgettable one.
The soft candlelight flickered on the table, casting a warm glow on the surroundings. Lomon looked handsome as ever, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint. We had been through so much together, and now, with our unborn child growing inside me, our bond felt stronger than ever. I couldn't wait to see what the future held for us.
As we exchanged sweet glances and held hands, the atmosphere was filled with anticipation. Lomon seemed a bit nervous, his hand slightly shaking. I couldn't help but wonder what he had planned for this special evening. Thoughts swirled through my mind, but I tried my best to remain present, savoring every moment with him.
Our conversation flowed effortlessly, laughter and love filling the air. We talked about our hopes, dreams, and how our lives would change once our little one arrived. Lomon's eyes sparkled with joy as he spoke about becoming a father and building a beautiful life together. His love for our growing family was evident, and it made my heart swell with happiness.
As the evening progressed, Lomon's nervous energy began to heighten. I could see him fidgeting in his seat, his eyes darting around the room. My curiosity grew, but I didn't want to pry. Instead, I enjoyed the connection we shared, cherishing this special time together.
Suddenly, as the main course arrived, Lomon took a deep breath and looked at me with a mixture of love and determination in his eyes. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a small, velvet box. My heart skipped a beat as he got down on one knee, and the nearby diners fell silent, almost as if they could sense the magical moment unfolding in front of them.
"Will you marry me Kim Haejin?"
With a trembling voice, Lomon spoke words that will forever be etched in my memory. He expressed his love, his dedication, and his desire to spend the rest of his life with me. Tears welled up in my eyes as he opened the box, revealing a stunning diamond ring. It was the ring I had always dreamed of, a symbol of our love and commitment.
Time stood still as I nodded, barely coherent amidst the emotions surging through me. The surrounding guests erupted into applause, congratulating us on this beautiful union. Lomon slipped the ring onto my finger, and we sealed our love with a tender kiss, the world disappearing around us.
"I can't wait to start our little family together" He spoke before rubbing my stomach in affection.
"Me too Lomon"
In that moment, I knew that my life was about to change forever. I would be marrying not only the love of my life but also the perfect partner in parenthood. Lomon's proposal brought us closer together, solidifying the bond between us and filling our hearts with immense joy. Our journey as a family was just beginning, and I couldn't wait to embark on this new chapter with him by my side.
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Spill Blood (Lomon Fanfiction)
FanfictionKim Haejin has a crush on Park Solomon, her best friend. However, when danger lurks around the corner it became harder for her to confess her love. Can she be able to get happy ending? Or will it be too late?
