|•Chapter Sixty•|

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"Y'ALL!! I UPDATED 10 CHAPTERS IN JUST 4 DAYS! CAUSE I LOVE MY SWEETHEARTS.
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"YOUR P.O.V"

"Y/n~ It's not your fault." Patting my head, she tried to calmed me. I was crying a lot.

"H-he just used me like I-I have no emotions!" I screamed out my pain. She held me tightly but I didn't felt her touch. It's cold.

"Don't go, mom! Please take me with you! I am tired... Tired of this." I hugged her. She smiles.

"Remember one thing Y/n... Love is not something that we always archive easily. The magic is hidden in "Trust and patience"." Her sight started to vanish. I got scared.

"N-no! Mom! Don't leave me, please!" I tried to catch her. But she vanishes into the white light.

"MOM!" I sit up on the bed, sweating a lot. I looked around and saw the room. My clothes are on the floor, bed was messy. I felt nauseous. This room was suffocating me.

The sun rays were entering inside the room. Warming up the room.

Ahh... My body hurts... Especially my lower part. I look beside me, where Jimin should be sleeping. The spot is blank. Just like my heart. I want to cry and hug someone. I need care.

Crying won't fix everything...

I moved the sheets from my body. Looking down to see many dark blue marks all over my body.

I feel like a slut.

How fool was I, thought he was making love with me...how I moaned his name when he touched me. No. I am not going lie, I liked his touch a lot. But when he told me, he didn't mean any of it, my skin started to burn.

I move a little and shift on the side of the bed. Biting my lips in pain. My feet touched the cold tiled floor.

Gripping on the nightstand's flat surface, I tried to get up. My legs wobbles weakly. But I noticed it doesn't hurt like it did on my first time.

I walked towards the washroom with the help of the wall. I need to clean myself, I feel so dirty.

Stepping inside the washroom, without my acknowledging my gaze fell on the mirror, on my vision.

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