Our Past Lives ( Taekook) Episode 2: Shadows of Love

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The world around Taehyung blurred as he pulled himself up from the cold kitchen floor, his body throbbing with each labored movement. The silence felt suffocating, as if it pressed down on him, reminding him how alone he truly was.

After what felt like an eternity, he staggered toward the small, dimly lit storeroom, a space barely fit for an animal, let alone a person. This cramped, windowless room was all he had known for the past 15 years, his only refuge, his prison. He sank onto the worn, thin mattress on the floor, feeling the springs dig painfully into his back as he let out a shaky breath.

With trembling hands, he dipped a rag into a bowl of murky water, wincing as he dabbed it against his bruises. The rough cloth dragged over broken skin, each touch another reminder of how small and fragile he’d become. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting his mind drift, searching for a moment, any moment, of warmth or comfort. But every memory only led him back to this: the bitter reality of his life.

Fifteen years. Fifteen long years married to a man who looked at him with nothing but contempt, who saw him as nothing more than an object to vent his anger upon. Taehyung swallowed against the ache in his throat as he thought of the children he had borne for Jungkook. Two beautiful souls whom he had brought into this world, poured his heart into… yet even they treated him as if he were invisible, unworthy of even the smallest kindness.

He could still hear his son’s voice, sharp and filled with disdain: “You’re worthless, just a servant.” The words echoed in his mind, each syllable cutting deeper than any physical wound. His fifteen-year-old son, who hadn’t even hesitated to slap him, as if Taehyung's pain meant nothing at all.

A hollow ache settled in his chest as he recalled the countless times he had endured the insults, the neglect, the blows. For so long, he had swallowed every harsh word, every painful touch, forcing himself to believe that if he just endured a little longer, if he could be a little better, maybe, just maybe, he’d be seen — loved.

But he was still here, hidden away in this dark, forgotten corner, like an old toy no one wanted anymore. Even his family — his own flesh and blood — had never offered him a sliver of love. He had been a mistake in their eyes, an unwanted obligation they had easily discarded, marrying him off to Jungkook without a second thought.

A tear slipped down his cheek, tracing a path over his bruised skin, and Taehyung let it fall. He had never allowed himself to cry where anyone could see. Tears were a weakness, he had been told, and weakness was unacceptable. But here, alone in this room, he allowed the grief he had carried for so long to surface, pouring out in silent sobs that shook his frame.

Why? Why wasn’t he enough? What had he done to deserve this emptiness, this unending ache?

He had sacrificed everything — his dreams, his body, his heart — all for a family who treated him worse than a dog. He had endured it all, hoping to build a home for his children, to offer them the love he had never known. But they, too, saw him only as something beneath them, someone who didn’t deserve their affection.

And yet, despite everything, he found himself clinging to the fragile hope that one day, something might change. That one day, he’d find a place where he was more than just a shadow, more than a burden to be discarded.

But as he looked around the small, stifling room, that hope felt as thin as the mattress beneath him, as distant as the warmth he craved.

which sin did I ever commit in my past life to be cursed?

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