Yn looked ahead of herself sitting on the vanity. Maids working their ass off trying to give the best makeover to the bride.
Jimin had never returned. Meanwhile Taehyung and Jungkook fell inbetween the biggest brother war ever.
Taehyung never talked to Jungkook afterwards and the real older culprit became a drunkard. Jimin just kept drinking and drinking never returning home .
It could maybe the guilt or the pain of hurting his little brother letting the youngest suffer.
He knew himself the most pathetic human ever.
She looked emotionless ahead in the mirror.
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She hated herself. She spat on her own existence. She was disgusted by her own miseries.
Looking lost she placed her quivering hands over her stomach knowing there was a little Jimin residing in.
Before a tear could possibly roll down her cheeks, someone barged in abruptly.
She stood up flinching making the maids and the stylists twist their mouths all annoyed.
She turned behind in a swift motion and her longing eyes took contact with the brown ones.
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