till death do us part ❞

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With trembling hands, Byul unfolded the first letter, revealing words that danced across the paper like echoes from the past. In each heartfelt message, Sunghoon had poured his soul onto the pages, expressing his deepest emotions, dreams, and unwavering love for her. As she read, tears blurred the ink, merging her sorrow with the inked sentiments of a love that refused to fade away.

Through the letters, Byul discovered a chronicle of their love story—moments of laughter, shared dreams, and the promises they made under the moonlit skies. Sunghoon's words were a testament to the enduring strength of their connection, a love that transcended the boundaries of life itself.

As Byul journeyed through the letters, a profound sense of warmth enveloped her. It was as if Sunghoon's spirit lingered in every word, providing comfort and solace. The attic transformed into a sanctuary of memories, where the essence of their love intertwined with the echoes of a shared past.

"MEMORIES"

As the soft strains of a familiar melody played in the background, Byul sat alone in her room, surrounded by the artefacts of a life that once thrived with love. The melancholic notes acted as a gateway to a realm where memories of her now-departed boyfriend, Sunghoon, came rushing back like an emotional tide.

Closing her eyes, Byul let herself be carried away by the haunting melody, the key to a vault of shared experiences and fleeting moments. In the sanctuary of her mind, she found herself wandering through the corridors of their relationship.

The flashback began like an old film reel, each frame vivid with the colours of laughter and tender embraces. She saw the first time they met, the spark of connection that ignited in their eyes. His laughter echoed in her mind, a warm symphony that had once filled the spaces between them.

Their shared adventures unfolded before her eyes—the lazy afternoons spent picnicking in the park, the spontaneous road trips that led to undiscovered places, and the quiet evenings wrapped in the comforting cocoon of their love. The vibrant hues of those memories painted the canvas of her consciousness, temporarily lifting the weight of the present.

Her mind danced through the seasons of their love. Spring, with its blossoming romance and budding connection. Summer, a season of warmth and shared dreams. Autumn, where the tapestry of their love deepened and matured. And winter, with its quiet moments of reflection and the promise of a love that could weather any storm.

As the flashback reached its zenith, Byul saw the defining moments—the exchanged promises beneath a starlit sky, the whispered confessions of vulnerability, and the shared gaze that spoke volumes beyond words. Each memory etched itself into the fabric of her soul, a testament to a love that transcended the fleeting nature of life.

Yet, as the flashback wove its final threads, the painful reality of the present washed over Byul. The room, once vibrant with their shared laughter, now echoed with the haunting silence of his absence. The warmth of his touch lingered only in the recesses of her mind, a spectral presence in the space they had once inhabited together.

With a bittersweet sigh, Byul opened her eyes, allowing the echoes of the past to settle back into the corners of her heart. The room remained unchanged, but the weight of her memories, both a comfort and an ache, lingered like a gentle mist, reminding her that the love they had shared would forever reside in the tapestry of her soul.

"OAK TREE"

In the heart of Gwangjin, there stood an ancient oak tree, a silent witness to the passage of time. Under its sprawling branches, Sunghoon and Byul had declared their eternal love. It was here that Byul found solace, a sacred space where she could commune with the essence of her lost love.

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