In the dimly lit room, tears streamed down my face as I clutched my bruised arm. Lee Jongmin, my husband, had once again unleashed his anger upon me. As he stormed out, leaving me alone and broken, fear and despair enveloped me.
The door creaked open, and my breath caught in my throat, expecting Jongmin's return. But to my surprise, it was Seokjin, Jongmin's assistant, who entered the room. His eyes, filled with genuine concern, widened as he took in my tear-stained face and bruised skin.
Seokjin approached me with a gentle grace, his voice soft and filled with compassion. "Y/n, what happened? Are you alright?"
I tried to steady my trembling voice, wiping away the tears that stained my cheeks. "I... Jongmin hurt me again," I confessed, my words barely a whisper. "I can't bear it any longer."
A deep sadness flickered across Seokjin's face, his voice laced with empathy. "I am deeply sorry that you're enduring this pain. No one should have to suffer like this."
He reached out a hand, his touch as gentle as a soothing breeze. "You don't have to face this alone, Y/n. I am here for you. Together, we will find a way to help you escape this abuse."
Our eyes locked, and in that moment, I felt a rush of emotions. The tenderness in Seokjin's gaze sparked a flame within me, a glimmer of hope amidst the darkness. It was as if he understood the depths of my pain and was determined to be my guiding light.
"Seokjin," I whispered, tears pooling in my eyes, their shimmer reflecting his unwavering support. "I... I need your help. I can't continue living like this."
Seokjin's grip on my shoulder tightened, his voice filled with unwavering dedication. "You're not alone, Y/n. We'll face this together."
In that tender moment, I realized that love had quietly bloomed amidst the chaos. The connection between us went beyond friendship, an unspoken truth that danced between our hearts. As we embarked on this journey, I couldn't deny the growing affection that whispered its presence.
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Days turned into weeks, and Seokjin became my guiding light, watching over me with unwavering care. His genuine concern and tenderness provided solace, a balm to my wounded soul. As I sat lost in thought in the garden, Seokjin approached me, his gaze filled with determination.
Seokjin's voice carried a blend of gentle affection and unwavering support as he spoke, "Y/N, I can't bear to see you endure this pain any longer. It breaks my heart. You deserve a life free from fear and suffering. Let me be the one to help you find your way out."
I met his gaze, my heart swelling with gratitude and a hint of hesitation. "Seokjin, you've already done so much for me. I don't want to burden you further. Leaving Jongmin, it's a difficult and complicated path."
Seokjin's grip on my hand tightened, his voice filled with unwavering determination, "Y/N, please understand that helping you brings me purpose and fulfillment. Your well-being is of the utmost importance to me. Together, we will navigate this journey, and I will do everything in my power to ensure your safety and happiness."
His words resonated within the depths of my being, igniting a flicker of hope that had long been suppressed. I leaned closer, our faces mere inches apart, as the air crackled with an unspoken connection.
"Seokjin," I whispered, my voice barely audible but filled with a newfound trust. "With you by my side, I believe in the possibility of finding true happiness, a life away from fear and pain."
A smile played upon Seokjin's lips, his eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and determination. "Y/N, you've awakened something within me, a deep desire to protect and cherish you."
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