My dead husband.

AUTHOR'S POV : Y/N were sitting in the bed crying. One of her hands clutched to the bed sheets while the there covered her mouth to prevent anyone from hearing her cry. Even if she tried to wipe off the tears, they would not stop. Y/N eyes were already red and swallow from to much crying. For her it was just simply too hard to accespt the fact................ Y/N heard some sounds from the hallway so she immediately wiped her tears off and looked at the mirror once before going. Eunwoo : EOMMA COME ON. Y/N: Coming. Y/N went out of the bedroom. As Y/N entered the living room, Y/N saw her husband and son playing, but once they noticed her presence, the turn their attention towards you. Eunwoo ran up to Y/N, hugging her knees with a boxy smile as Y/N picked him up placing a kiss on his forehead. Eunwoo : Eommaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Y/N : Did you have fun with your appa? Caressing his head, but Y/N's swallowed and puffy red eyes didn't go unnoticed by Taehyung as he frowned. Eunwoo : Yes eomma. Taehyung : Eunwoo, go do your homework that you have for school tomorrow. Eunwoo nodded and left as you looked at Taehyung. He immediately hugged Y/N that surprised her alot. Taehyung : You cried again, didn't you? Y/N : I...I. Taehyung : Don't hide it from me, I know you cry everyday. Y/N hugged him and cried harder. Y/N : Taehungggggggg..................I can't lose you. Taehyung : Y/N.....I want to make Eunwoo a violinist like me. He broke the hug. Taehyung : This is my last wish. Y/N nodded and hugged again. But little did you guys know that Eunwoo was watching you both with confused expression behind the door.