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For once my heart beat nervously in my chest.
I kept biting my lip and sipping from the small cup of water I was given.
One of my hands was tightly wrapped in my mother's hands and in her lap.
I imagined I was soaking up strength.
My mom stared dead ahead, eyes fixed upon a certain spot of the wall.
"I love you, Mom," I said softly, voice cracking a little.
My mom closed her eyes briefly. "Yes, sweetie. I love you too. So much. You will get through it. You will."
And then a man in surgeon clothes entered the private waiting room we were in.
"Miss?" He said softly.
I stood up and my mom crushed me against her chest.
"I'll see you. I promise."
Promises.
My mom's promises.
Your promises.
My promises.
They all echoed in my head as I hospital gurney and they pricked my arm.
Putting me under.
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65 Days Left || P.JM
FanfictionWe were reckless. How did we get from kissing to you pinning me to the wall to us both on the floor in a tangle of limbs? We made an explosion that day, Park Jimin. And now, we are suffering the consequences of it.
