the long game
Taylor is still in the hospital and after hearing it was her father she was in deeper despair than before.
Taylor: Micheal I need to go to my house now. how long have I been asleep? Micheal: it's 4 pm you got here at 4 am so 12 hours. Taylor: Okay so the fire should be extinguished by now. Micheal: Taylor I don't think that- Taylor: Micheal you can take me there or I can walk.
*pulls into the front gate of Taylor's house, the house is covered in black smog it just looks like a nightmare come true. *
she walks through the brittle house walking to the third floor to find Minho she discovers his body by the window where he got her out from.
Taylor: why would you sacrifice yourself for me? this is so unfair. min-ho the baby didn't make it * her heart starts to ache and her eyes swell with tears* you know my four months appointment would have been today that's why I was excited to tell you about the pregnancy but, now that's all gone we were getting married soon. can you believe it was my father who did this? because I can, this is my fault I'm the reason you got in this predicament it's my fault. I will remember the words you last told me and use them as guidance but I must avenge you I can't let this go. * this whole time Micheal has been standing silently in the doorway* I will arrange for your funeral I am so sorry minho please forgive me because I can not forgive myself.
*about two days later Taylor invites everyone two minho's funeral her father Micheal and all of the other mafias.* Hi everyone today I'm here to say my final goodbyes to the man I love so much, it had felt like just yesterday we were playing in his backyard as kids. it felt so surreal to see this going on knowing that this was someone that truly loved me outside of a title outside of all barriers he was there for me *her eyes start to tear up and her voice cracks* and you know what hurts a bit more we were soon to be married! it was going to be such a grand wedding everyone's friend enemies and in-between would have been there but, what hurts me most is... is that I was nearly four months pregnant *gasp can be heard from the crowd.* I had just told Minho that night it was my birthday and I was hoping and praying that he would accept our child because my father never showed me acceptance. my four monthly appointments were supposed to be the day after that incident but my husband sacrificed himself to save me. I asked the doctors if my baby had lived when I woke up in the hospital because I couldn't remember anything from the last few hours or I didn't want to remember then she told me that my baby hadn't lived the cause of death, my father. *everyone gasped*
Taylor; DAD DID YOU KNOW? DID YOU KNOW I WAS THAT FAR ALONG? DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH THAT YOU NOT ONLY TRIED TO KILL ME BUT KILLED MY HUSBAND AND MY BABY? * the men bring out the small casket and sit it beside Minho's.* Mr. Kim/Taylor's dad: I didn't do it! honey come down from there why would you say that infant of all of these people- Taylor: IN THIS MAFIA WE HAVE A RULE WE DO NOT HURT CHILDREN! but dad you've been hurting me my whole life so why should I be shocked?
throughout my whole life, you have put me through meaningless and excruciating torture. what would eomma think of this? Mr. Kim: Taylor- I- I DIDN'T KNOW! Taylor: no you knew. my maternity doctor told me that you had been in his office a couple of times asking what I was doing there. Mr. Kim: I couldn't let him win you so many others have fought so hard for you- Taylor: I HAVE FOUGHT HARD FOR ME! I am not an object or a prize or a trophy that you can flaunt and toss whenever. I have feelings too! *sobbing* BUT I FORGIVE YOU!. my husband's last words were me were not to be too hellbent on revenge and to live my life and that he felt gracious just for the opportunity to experience love from me and to give me love in return. the first genuine love I ever felt! my first love my first everything. I will remember his words and consider them and forgive you father but will they forgive you? *all members of the audience are glaring at him*. the women of the crowd chitter and chatter: she is your daughter how could you; what about her child?; you are a terrible father.
Mr. Kim: IM DOING THE BEST I KNOW TO DO! MY FATHER DID THE SAME TO ME HIS FATHER DID THE SAME TO HIM YOUR MOTHER LEFT US TAYLOR! WITH NO EXAMPLE OF HOW I WAS TO TREAT YOU SO I TREATED YOU AS THE SON THAT I NEVER HAD. WHEN YOU WERE BORN I THOUGHT OF YOU AS MY SECOND CHANCE TO PROVE THAT WHAT MY FATHER DID TO ME DIDN'T MEAN I WOULD HAVE TO DO THE SAME TO MY CHILD BUT THAT STATE OF MIND LEFT ME WHEN YOUR MOTHER LEFT US WHNE YOUR MOTHER DIED I FORGOT MY REASON TO LIVE BUT YOU LIVED! and I am sorry for how I have treated you! please forgive me.