Unspoken Ties

Chapter-21 Little Request

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After what she said to Jungkook, he hadn't uttered a single word. They just sat there, side by side, under the vast, open sky, swallowed by the silent comfort of the night. The moonlight fell upon them, its glow casting soft shadows on their faces, while the cool breeze brushed past, whispering forgotten dreams and untold stories. Yet, no matter how serene the night seemed, nothing could mend the wounds of a broken heart.

Because only the shattered pieces of another heart can truly fill the cracks of one.

From an outsider's view, the scene might have appeared romantic-two people sitting close to each other, basking in the peaceful night, their silence speaking a language of its own. But their reality was far from the warmth of love.

Jungkook and Y/N were two opposite poles, forced together by fate, bound by a marriage neither of them had wished for. One entered it with a heart already shattered beyond repair, while the other had her heart torn apart after being tied to him. They were different in many ways, yet the one thing that tethered them together was the ache of an unfulfilled love.

They both yearned for love.
But not from each other.

Instead, their hearts craved affection from someone who never looked back at them. Someone who never cared. Someone who had left them behind.

A heavy silence lingered between them, filled with unspoken words and restrained emotions. There was so much to say, so much to confess, yet neither had the courage to break the fragile quiet. One was drowning in guilt, the weight of realization pressing upon him, while the other was at war with herself, questioning whether she even had the right to voice her pain.

How could she? What right did she have to tell him about the torment of unrequited love? Of the unbearable suffering that came from watching the person she loved look at her with nothing but indifference?

No. She had no right.
She never had.

The thought clawed at her insides, but she forced herself to swallow the bitterness.

The party had come to an end, and Jungkook and Y/N, along with his three cousins, had returned to the hotel. When Y/N reunited with Bora and Zaid at the exit, they quickly apologized for leaving her alone. She had only smiled at them, easily forgiving their absence. She had, after all, enjoyed the night-thanks to Jimin.

Though a small disappointment lingered in her heart.

She never got the chance to thank him.

Jimin had been nothing but kind to her, patient even when he had no reason to be. If fate allowed it, she would express her gratitude one day.

That night, exhaustion weighed heavy on all of them-some were physically tired, while others, like her, carried an exhaustion that ran far deeper than the body.

When they reached their hotel room, Jungkook entered first, pushing the door open without sparing her a glance. Y/N followed behind him hesitantly, her gaze tracing his silhouette, searching for something she knew she wouldn't find. The moment they stepped inside, Jungkook disappeared into the bathroom without a word.

Y/N exhaled softly, watching the door close behind him.

He was slipping further away from her.

But was he ever hers to begin with?

She turned her gaze to the dimly lit room, her eyes clouding with the weight of her thoughts.

The life she had once dreamed of-one filled with warmth, love, and companionship-had turned into a cruel reality where she had no hope left. She could leave him, walk away, and free herself from this loveless marriage. But where would she go?