Lost hopes

The letter...

Jungkook entered their house, after finishing off 'things' with his girlfriend. He was so angry on Taehyung for disturbing them in the midst of such important stuff. As soon as the door was unlocked, he walked in the house.

But it felt cold, bleak and dull. Nothing like how Taehyung's presence made it feel. His smiles made the house joyful, his care made it warm, his love made it pure and his innocence made it special. But the standing building felt anything like their home. It was like he almost could not recognise his own house.

He walked in the kitchen and drank a glass of water. He continued walking to their bedroom and immediately noticed the emptiness surrounding it. The cupboards were half empty with all of Taehyung's stuff missing. The stuff toys with which his husband decorated their bed, were all gone. The bedroom walls looked black and white despite being painted in warm pastel hues.

His attention was grabbed by a piece of paper sticking out of the big picture frame. He took the paper in his hand and opened it.

"Dear Jungkook,
I do not know what to say. Well let me start by wishing you a happy birthday. Also I must say that you have a good choice in people. The girl was very beautiful. Unlike me, who failed in choosing the right person for myself...

I have realised that you have been with her during all the months that you said you were overworking. All those nights that I was lying on our cold bed waiting for you, you were with her. All the times when I prepared warm dinner for you, you must be eating with her. And all the times that I tried to kiss you and you avoided it, you must have missed her touch.

But Jungkook, you could have told me. You could have told me that your love for me is dead. You could have told me that you no longer feel the spark between us. You could have told me that you no longer feel any attachment with me. You should not have cheated on me Jungkook.

Your rejection might have hurt me but we would have ended things on good terms. I would have moved on to love someone else. But what you did broke my trust. And I will never be able to rebuild it with somebody else.

For this, Jeon Jungkook, I hate you. I wish that your life with her is beautiful. But I also wish that I never see your face again. I feel disgusted that you repeated our vows every morning, only to break them every night, by lying in someone else's arms.

So Jungkook, I will send the divorce papers to you. And I sure do hope that no play of the destiny ever brings us in front of each other. Because you might not find my same warm eyes staring back at you.

Goodbye Jungkook. I love you right now but I will make sure that it fades away in the future. My birthday present for you is my wedding band. You can find it on the bedside table. "

The ink got smudged at different points of the letter. Jungkook raised his hands to touch his cheeks, only to realise that he has been crying all along while reading the letter. He walked to the bedside table to see a shimmering wedding band placed on it.

However, the glistening band looked dull to Jungkook. Probably because his vision was blurred by the overflowing tears.

He had lost Taehyung....