the story of us
Description
Seulgi’s world ends in a small, square room. Four walls and white, with a broken beat in the background that she slowly realizes is her heart.
In her hands is a pen and a piece of paper that feels like a death sentence, while the lawyer next to her is the jury who didn’t give Seulgi any chance to fight.
Her eyes sting, is parched. But all Seulgi will remember is how her world splits in half as she watches her now ex-wife (but forever the love of her life) walk away, leaving Seulgi as the memory Irene would rather forget.
Foreword
the seulrene divorce au no one wanted.
thank you to tantan for the amazing fic cover, and for being my angst ~well! to akai for the prompt and the bedwarmers squad for helping me pull this together and for keeping me sane. i'm probably swearing off angst for a loooong while.
and thank you guys for reading our works, and for the upvotes and the comments! <3
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