𝐃. 𝐋. 𝐒. || 𝐊.𝐓𝐇 ✓

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Two weeks had gone by in a flash, and it was time to board the plane that headed to Hawaii. The wedding would be in two days, and I haven't felt so much nervousness in my entire life, not because I'm getting married, but it's because I'm having to live a lie and play it well for a year.

During the two weeks, I didn't see Taehyung but once; it was last week during breakfast. I hadn't planned on talking to him, but he had admitted he was handling work because of the time off he's taking for the wedding and the honeymoon.

I'm still in the dark about a couple of plans, but I know the honeymoon is going to at least last over a week. I still have no clue where he wants to take me either. However, I don't mind. The only good part about being alone with him is that I don't have to pretend that I enjoy his company.

Although paparazzi won't be allowed in, there are still a few people Taehyung invited to tell and take pictures of the wedding for famous magazines. He wants our wedding to be the only news talked about in America for at least a week or more.

However, I'm a tad nervous about the media finding out about me. Since I told Taehyung my past, I'm worried that people could easily dig up dirt and call me things I can only imagine. Of course, Taehyung's secret was held, but mine is a different story. The public will look to find faults within me and spread them like rumors. America is a high school and all of its inhabitants are like gossiping teenagers, but I know not everyone is like that—if anything, I blame social media the most.

While I'm boarding and taking my seat on the plane, I notice how empty it is.

"Where's everyone else?" I ask GiGi while taking my spot next to the window seat.

"I believe Alice said that Taehyung was worried about any... uhh perverts on board or who might be trying to follow us, so he reserved the whole plane for us to get to Hawaii without any drama." She admits while putting her small bag away before sitting down.

"Are you nervous?" She asks when she takes her seat, eyeing my hands that hold onto the handlebars tightly.

"I've never been on a plane," I say with a tad of shyness. It's not that I'm terrified of heights, I'm just scared that the plane is going to blow up like those scenes in movies. I guess my imagination is getting the better of me, especially since I'm on the plane now.

"It's nothing to it," GiGi says while opening her purse. "Here, take some of these. They'll relax you," she hands me two pills, and I don't hesitate to take them. "Just stay still and rest. We'll be there soon."

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The flight didn't take too long, so I was fine the whole time. Luckily, the pills lasted until we unpacked our luggage and put our belongings in our rented bus. It was night when we made it here.

Taehyung rented a bus for all of us, and then, we drove straight to the hotel.

The first part of the ride there, I was taking in every part of the night attractions that I could, but my sightseeing was over fast when GiGi grabbed my attention.

"Are you excited, Mrs. Kim?" She teases, but she has no idea that I find that title to be an enormous insult.

"Yes," I laugh sweetly. However, she has no idea that when she turns around I face the window of the bus and gag from actually saying yes. Am I a bit overdramatic? Yes, at times I am, and this is one of those times.