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Seokjin's POV

Mirae. Jeon Mirae. My 7 year old daughter. Our daughter. I clearly remember the day she had been conceived, as it was a day I would never forget. It was the last time I had been intimate with her father, and also the day, when what I thought would never happen, had also happened, leaving me so utterly confused.

That day, Jeon Jungkook, my husband who claimed that he loved me so much, had hit me. The one thing I was sure he would never do. Yet he did. Arguments were okay, him yelling at me was also something I had gotten used to, but this? This was a limit that he shouldn't have crossed.

All because he couldn't agree with something I suggested, and got so frustrated, that it earned me a slap across my cheek.

I found out I was pregnant a few days after that, when I felt extremely weak and even throwed up in the washroom of the office, that Jungkook and I had rented.

Jungkook had gone to Daegu that day to meet some investors, and I was working alone. I felt something was wrong, so I just went to my doctor for a regular check-up, and he congratulated me over being pregnant. I felt my world collapsing.

I didn't know how to tell him this, since after that day, I was.. somewhat scared of how he would react to certain things.

Work had been pressuring both of us, and even though we tried so hard, we could only make some little amount, through which we somehow paid our bills.

I did understand his situation, but he had no right to take his anger out on me like that. He had apologised later that night, and that is how it led to us making love, and ultimately me carrying our child. But he couldn't always do this. I did not sign up for that.

Those days he would come home drunk every time that a meeting did not go right, yell at me over little things, and get into extremely stupid arguments, because he was frustrated and couldn't handle all the losses that we were suffering. As if I was not. But who was going to make him understand that?

I cried myself to sleep so many nights. I felt so alone. My husband, he was becoming someone else. He was not the person I once married. The person I loved. The person I abandoned my family for.

Amidst all this, another chaos that took place was, the doctor that I went to, was Namjoon Hyung's friend, Jackson hyung and so he was well acquainted with my family, and he had accidentally informed hyung of my pregnancy, while talking on the phone 2 days later.

Even thought I had left home, I hadn't cut connections with my hyung. In fact, he was the only one who had been supportive of everything I did ever since I was a child. He actually liked Jungkook, and was in favour of my relationship with him.

So when he called after finding this out, I told him the truth, and also told him about the rough patch of my relationship with Jungkook.

Hyung asked me if he could help us with something, like money or any kind of resources, but I had said no, because I knew Jungkook and his ego. If I accepted any money or help from my family, our marriage would see an end. That was what I had learnt that day.

2 weeks ago, after so many calls and texts, I had agreed to see my mother. I knew she wasn't supportive of my marriage with him, and I didn't want to hear any kind of nonsense from her again. One time had been enough.

Flashback
-8 years ago

Today was the day I was going to meet my mother after a year. I told Jungkook that I wouldn't be able to come to office today, as I needed to meet Jimin for something. He hadn't really given me any proper response, just nodded and left the room, with his tie in his hand.