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➳Chapter~43

It was 7 in the morning when you heard a knock on the door. You weren't able to get a good night's rest due to your daughter swimming around inside you all night.

The floor was cold as the sun slowly crept in through the cold winter morning. Your feet softly padded towards the door as you hugged yourself through the skimpy silk nightgown topped with its own silk robe.

You twist the door knob open and find your husband on the front porch with a bouquet of baby breaths in his hands.

What a fitting choice of flowers.

He gulps and wearily smiles at you.

"Why are you here at 7 in the morning?"

"I figured you wouldn't want your mother to see me."

"So what if my mother opened the door?"

"I knew you were trotting around downstairs. I could smell you."

You raised your eyebrows. "Smell.......me? From outside the door?"

He shrugged awkwardly. "Your scent has gotten stronger. Being pregnant and all." Jungkook's eyes land on your belly. "..........And.....wow you've gotten bigger."

"It's common for pregnant women to have their belly pop out." You say sarcastically watching his lips twist up.

"Here." He pushes his arm out to give you the bouquet of tiny white flowers. They were as miniscule and fluffy as the crisp winter morning snow under his feet.

"Why did you bring these?"

He shrugged and put his hands in his coat pockets. "Reminded me our daughter......"

"Oh.....I thought you had planned to put them on her grave. If you had successfully killed her ofcourse. She's still alive though. Did that dampen your spirit?"

The tiny smile on his face fell as he heard you. Him being reminded of his actions tortured him.

He knew that you knew it. And he also knew that's why you did it.

You wanted him to pay.

And you weren't wrong for it.

Keeping him away from you and his daughter was the worst kind of torture.

He took a step forward to walk inside the house but you stopped him. "No."

"Why? Your mother's still asleep....she wouldn't see.......me."

"I don't want you inside or anywhere near my daughter."

His face saddened more but he begrudgingly took a step back. The snow crumbled under his feet.

"Please? Just for a little while. I'll go away in a few minutes. Just.....once."

Your foot took a step outside as you locked the front door behind you. The chilly air burned your nostrils.

"Don't come outside.....it's cold."

"It's fine. I'm always warm. I've been warmer from the past few weeks."

"Isn't that concerning?"

"Nope. My daughter is keeping herself warm."

He watches the top of your nose and your soft cheeks changing into a light shade of pink due to the cold. The man quickly shrugs his coat off and encircles you with it before hanging it on your shoulders. His thin half sleeved black t-shirt comes into view, arms pumped up and veiny as they button up your coat. The bracelet clinks on his left wrist.

His eyes land on your pebbled breasts which practically tore out of your silk gown due to the cold.

He knew you didn't wear your bra to sleep but this time, they somehow looked bigger.