Post by @anasthezia

pov: The letter was still folded neatly inside your drawer. Four years later, and you still couldn't bring yourself to throw it away. You remembered every word. To my love, If you're reading this, then it means I couldn't face you. I know this is cruel. I know you'll hate me. Maybe you should. The truth is... I'm scared. I've been thinking about our wedding, our future, the promises we're about to make. Forever sounds beautiful when people say it. But when I imagine it becoming real, all I feel is pressure. I realized I'm not ready. I thought I was. I wanted to be. But I can't stand beside you at the altar while questioning everything inside my head. You deserve someone who's certain. Someone who's ready. And right now, that person isn't me. I'm sorry. Please don't wait for me. Please move on. I hope one day you'll forgive me. — Heeseung You had read it so many times that the words were engraved into your mind. Not ready. Not ready. Not ready. The sentence haunted you for years. It ruined you. Because the man you knew wasn't someone who ran away. Yet he did. Without a goodbye. Without a conversation. Without even giving you a chance to fight for the relationship. Four years passed. Four painful years. And somehow, you never completely healed. You were shopping for groceries when your entire world stopped. Your hand froze halfway toward a carton of milk. Your breathing caught. Your vision blurred instantly. Because standing several feet away was Lee Heeseung. Alive. Real. Right there. Your tears appeared before you could stop them. He looked older. More mature. But it was him. The man who shattered your life. And beside him stood a woman. A beautiful woman. Your heart broke all over again. Maybe he finally found someone he could be ready for. You turned around. You should leave. You should walk away. But maybe it was desperation. Maybe it was four years of unanswered questions. Because before you knew it, your feet were moving. Toward him. Toward the wound that never healed. Heeseung looked up. The moment he saw you, all color drained from his face. His eyes widened. "Y/N..." Your lips trembled. "I know I should've just let you go." Your voice cracked. "But care to give me the peace I deserve?" The woman beside him looked between both of you. Understanding flashed across her face. "I'll finish the shopping," she said softly. She handed Heeseung the cart. "You two should talk." Then she walked away. Leaving you both alone. The café across the grocery store was quiet. Neither of you touched your drinks. Heeseung looked like he was struggling to breathe. You stared at him. Waiting. "Talk." His hands tightened around the cup. Then he finally spoke. "The letter wasn't the truth." Your eyebrows furrowed. "What?" "I lied." Silence. "I didn't leave because I wasn't ready." Your chest tightened. "Then why?" He lowered his head. "There was someone." You immediately laughed bitterly. "Obviously." "No." He shook his head. "Not like that." He took a deep breath. "Four years ago, your friend approached me." Your frown deepened. "What friend?" He said the name. #leeheeseung #heeseung #evan #enhypen