Shades Of Regret 🔞 || A Kim Taehyung Fanfic

Chapter 44

Author's POV

His heartbeat quickened with each step of his steady strides to the bed. The sunlight seeped through the thin curtains, constantly falling on everything in the room, including him.

He realised he had to get the word through. Even if he didn't, she would find out. He was worried about her response; would he be capable of handling her and support her properly? While he entered the room, he thought to himself. Alani was laying on bed like a flower relaxing in a garden. Her face was devoid of worry, with no traces of grief, but that was just about to change.

Namjoon softly began shaking her body to rouse her from her slumber. As portions of her body began to turn on, the woman began to wiggle and stretch within her cozy warm refuge.

"Goodmorning." She grinned, her eyes still closed as the light rays stung her eyeballs under the veil of her lids.

There was a peaceful stillness in the room, and everything appeared to be in order. But even the most beautiful photographs contain dark secrets hidden behind the curtains.

Namjoon bent down and pecked her on the brow, not immediately removing his lips but closing his eyes. He inhaled deeply and murmured against her skin. "We have to get someplace, so get ready."

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She was dragged into a dark alleyway not far from the cafe where she had met Taehyung's friends. Blood. Blood was everywhere, signs of someone being dragged in it. It had an iron stench that made her nauseated. Namjoon clutched her close to his body as they approached two cops standing a few steps away, clutching notes and wearing white latex gloves.

Alani heard the voices of the investigators a few paces distant. 'There are indications of struggle.' Were the only words she could hear.

Alani was shaking in Namjoon's arms as both cops met them with a straight expression. She wasn't prepared for what she was about to see or hear. "We've previously informed you that this is a crime scene, sir. Civilians are not permitted." One of the cops turned to face Namjoon as she spoke in a somewhat aggressive tone.

Alani's attention was drawn to her surroundings. Her body turned cold as she observed her bestfriend's motionless vessel, wrapped in what appeared to be black fabric, being placed on a stretcher. She tried to sprint towards the stretcher's solid steel wheels as it was being moved away from them, but Namjoon tightened his grasp.

She stood there, wobbly on her feet, all power leaving her body as she begged to the lady in front of them, hands clenched together. "All I want to do is see her."

The other police in command reached them before the officer could finish her sentence. He scanned the duo just to see if they were also suspects. Alani's eyes were dull and vacant, yet they spoke a tragic narrative as tears slowly ran down her cheeks. Who knows if it was pity or merely to witness their response to the dead body, but he let them gaze at the body without meddling with any evidence.

"How much do we know right now?" The cop joined the gathering and asked his colleague to explain the situation.

A young man in white, clutching a notebook and flipping through the pages, gazed at the pair. "The concussions in the neck made it quite evident that there are symptoms of strangulation." He spoke in monotone as he closed his notes and gripped Amy's face by her cheeks, moving her head like a puppet to reveal the damaged flesh. Amy looked virtually unrecognizable, and Namjoon prayed there had been a mistake, Amy was still alive and healthy.

"Seems like a doing of a male the."The officer spoke softly, as though deep in contemplation.

The guy, who had an important hint to contribute, quickly dismissed him. "My suspect is a lady; we discovered a fake nail ripped off of the potential killer's finger on the scene."

A/N

Hope you like this chapter, it is a quite boring one but this scene is very important. State your opinions in the comments <3 

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