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“Yura, please don’t.” You pleaded, while lifelessly clinging on to Baekhyun’s neck. Baekhyun adjusted his arms on you, lifting you up.

Yura bitterly snickered. “You dare stop me, Wu Minhee? And then you steal my man?”

Baekhyun roared. “No!”

All eyes landed on him.

“He didn’t steal me from you, Yura. I never knew you loved me. I never knew. But do you think that was right? Loving me like an obsession? To be exact, that wasn’t even love. That was addiction. You should’ve opened up to me, and together we could’ve sorted things out. We could’ve stopped your illness. But you kept everything.”

Yura remained silent for a moment. Chunji neared her, extanding his hand. She looked at it as if its some kind of trash and looked away, facing the view. “You never understood me. All of you. No one ever did.”

“I did, and I still do.” A womanly voice spoke.

All of you turned around to see a woman in her mid-forties. She was dresses in casual clothes, and her face was painted with pain. “My child, please don’t do that.” She gently spoke, a tear escaping her eyes. The guys were all behind him, including your brother. The 12 of them looked at you worriedly.

“M…mom?” Yura stuttered, her hands trembling. Kris and Tao rushed to Baekhyun’s side. “Let me carry her.” Kris insisted, reaching out. You shook you head weakly. “Let me down.”

“But your… fear.” Tao had creases on his forehesd. You gently placed a hand on his shoulder. “I want… to make sure she’s safe. And I have to face this.”

Kris hesitantly helped you up, your legs staggering for a while. Baekhyun sighed and slipped his hands on your waist, supporting you. “If this is what you want…” He whispered. You smiled a little, and looked at Yura who was contemplating there, her skirt flowing with the wind. As if any second, the wind would take her. Reality, push her.

Life is the most precious gift from God. You always belive that.

Seeing Yura there, even if your fear is eating you alive, haunts you. The urge to run to her and pull her down from danger is there, potential on your body. It irked you seeing her putting her life on the verge. You didn’t want her to kick the bucket.

“Please go down…” You whispered repeatedly.

Yura’s mother neared her with slow small steps. “My child, please. Stay for me.”

She angrily curled her fist. “Where were you when I was locked up in that damn hospital?! And now you want me to be with you? Damn!”

Yura’s mother cried softly. “I didn’t know. I didn’t know where you are, who you’re with. After your father sent me away, I tried to find you! And now, I did. I can’t lose you anymore…” She trailed off, choking on her own tears.

The atmosphere was getting heavier and heavier every second. You could feel Baekhyun’s hand trembling too.

“I can’t afford to lose you my baby” She said in between sobs.

“Shut up!” Yura shrieked, her face showing all her emotions. It’s like all the emotions were kept, splattering like a box of colored pencils. Her mother stepped back, lightly stumbling on her heel. “P…Please…”

Instead of listening, Yura turned around. Her one foot was already on the air, ready to fall. Everybody tensed. You badly wanted to run to her, but you knew if you would, she would just want to kill herself more.

“Don’t!” Her mother cried. Baekhyun couldn’t hold in in anymore. He also tried to stop her. “Yura, don’t. We all care for you.”

“No one cares for me! You’re feeding me with lies! Ever since!” She seethed, her body stiff.

For a moment, you thought you would lose her.

But in a second, her mother ran to her, pulling her to the ground.

Both of them collapsed on the floor. Instantly, the boys rushed to them. Suho and Chanyeol held Yura, stopping her from climbing up again. She detested, making movements with her body. She struggled with all her might, wanting to get away. “Let me go!” She shrieked.

Her mother, after being helped up, ran to Yura and hugged her tight. She struggled free for a while, but after a few moments, her body stopped being tensed and her hands fell limp on her sides. “Dear..” Her mother sniffed. Yura’s hands trembled as she hesitantly hugged back. “Eomma.” She whispered.

Your lips curled into a smile. Baekhyun stood beside you, slipping his fingers into yours. “I love you.” He said, low enough for both of you to hear. You squeezed his hands. “I love you too.”

Kris heard all of it. He chuckled slightly. “She grew up.” He muttered.

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