𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗

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Young Soon's POV

Him....

He was before me... My love... My husband... My everything... A tear of happiness streamed down my cheeks. It felt as if the time had stopped, the world had stopped, it was only me and him in this whole world. My Jiminah...

Those cute eyes, that eye smile he used to pass with them, those plump pink lips, cute cheeks like a baby, and soft hair, he was the same. My husband, Park Jimin. How much I missed him, how much I craved him each night, how much I wanted to touch him, hug him, caress me... He was in front of my eyes, I was unable to process what to do next.

He was staring at me like I don't know how. There were no words to describe what all things I could see in his face. His face was pale, and his hand movement had stopped. His face had colours of anger, surprise, irritation, and what not, but what I could do was to smile at him.

"What are you doing here?" He finally spoke.

The voice...

I have been dying to hear him for ages...

"Jiminah...." I didn't wait for any second and without caring about anything, wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tight.

I could feel his shirt was wet with sweat, cheeks had cream on them. He was making a cake I suppose, his scent, I could stay like this forever in his embrace. I would never want to leave him. He didn't hug me back. I kept on sobbing on his shirt.

With force, he grabbed me by my arm and separated me. "Who are you?" He asked.

Those words...

And my entire world collapsed. The thoughts I had in my mind, to make him understand that I was alive and was waiting for him, to make him know that he still was there in my heart, to love him and get with him again, everything was shattered. "What?" I spoke.

"Who are you?" He asked again. "I don't like repeating myself."

"You don't remember me... Jiminahhh.." he cut me off.

"Jimin. I'm Jimin. Not someone's Jiminahh!"

"I'm your wife Jimin." I cried.

"My wife's inside. You are not my wife."

Does he even know what he's doing to me? Does he even realise how much he's hurting me? The man for whom I waited even after he tried to kill me, he's saying I'm nothing to him. Tears didn't stop. I didn't come here for this.

I held his hand. "Look into my eyes... Can you remember something?"

He stared at me with a blank expression. "What do you want me to look into your eyes for? Do you think I'll get lost in them or you'll hypnotize me? Leave my hand!" He pushed me and if it had not been for Taehyung, I would have got hurt very badly.

"Please Taehyung, take this mad lady and leave!" He spat.

Enough is enough. I couldn't bear this anymore. How can he say that he doesn't know me. He needs to know me. I wiped off my tears and stared into his eyes again. "Stop acting Park Jimin, I know how much of an actor you are!"

His eyes widened and the color of his face changed.

"Jimin what's this noise? What's happening here?" A female's voice came in the scene now.

She came.

Jimin turned around and Taehyung peeked from behind me to have a glimpse of his lady love, those eyes, same as me, which had intoxicated Jimin. She looked the same as me and it was my second time seeing my duplicate standing before me. Her eyes widened as she took in my figure.

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