𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏

The next following days in the Kim mansion were filled with a heavy and unsettling silence. Y/n had returned to her self-imposed solitude, and her parents had decided to give her space, hoping that she would eventually come to them with her grievances and concerns.

Each day, Y/n moved through the mansion like a ghost, her footsteps echoing in empty hallways. She remained in her room for hours on end, not bothering to join the family for meals or engage in any form of communication. The pain of her past, the anger that had festered for years, seemed to weigh her down like an anchor, trapping her in a sea of silence.

Outside her door, the family members exchanged worried glances but dared not disturb her fragile peace. They understood that her silent treatment was her way of coping with the overwhelming emotions that had engulfed her.

Jungkook, in particular, felt the weight of his daughter's silence like a heavy burden. He had once been a loving and doting father, but his mistakes and neglect had driven a wedge between them. Now, he longed for a chance to make amends, to bridge the chasm that had grown over the years.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the mansion, Jungkook found himself standing outside Y/n's closed bedroom door. He took a deep breath, his hand hovering over the doorknob, but he hesitated.

Inside the room, Y/n was sitting by the window, her gaze fixed on the darkening sky. Her heart ached with the desire for a loving family, but her fear of being hurt again held her back. She heard the faint sound of her father's footsteps outside her door but refused to acknowledge them.

Jungkook finally turned the doorknob and entered the room. Y/n's eyes flicked toward him for a moment, a mixture of surprise and annoyance in her gaze, but she quickly looked away.

"Y/n," he began, his voice tentative. "I know I've failed you as a father, and I can't change the past, but I want to make things right."

Y/n remained silent, her back turned to him as she stared out the window.

"I love you, Y/n," Jungkook continued, his voice trembling with sincerity. "I've missed you so much, and I want to be a better father to you. Please, give me a chance to make amends."

Still, there was no response from Y/n. She felt torn between the longing for a loving family and the fear of being hurt again. Her silence was her defense, a way to protect herself from further pain.

Jungkook sighed, feeling defeated but not ready to give up. He turned to leave the room, but before he reached the door, he whispered, "I'll be here whenever you're ready to talk."

As he closed the door behind him, Y/n was left alone with her thoughts once more. She knew that her father's words had carried genuine remorse, but the wounds of the past ran deep, and trust had to be earned.

In the days that followed, the Kim family continued to navigate the treacherous waters of Y/n's silent treatment. They respected her need for space, but their concern for her well-being remained ever-present.

Y/n, on the other hand, found herself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. She couldn't deny the yearning for a loving family, but the scars of neglect still haunted her. The walls she had built around her heart were not easily break away anytime soon.

The moon continued to cast its gentle light over the mansion, a silent witness to the family's struggle to heal and reunite. In the stillness of the night, they each grappled with their past mistakes and the uncertain path that lay ahead.

Y/n's silent treatment persisted, a reflection of the complex emotions that swirled within her. The road to forgiveness and reconciliation was long and fraught with challenges, but both she and her family were determined to find their way back to one another, no matter how difficult the journey might be.

The tension in the Kim mansion had reached its breaking point, and it was only a matter of time before Y/n's silent treatment erupted into a full-blown argument. One evening, as the family gathered in the living room for dinner, the simmering resentment finally boiled over.

Y/n had been avoiding family meals for days, but tonight, she begrudgingly joined them at the table. She remained quiet, her gaze fixed on her plate, as her parents tried to engage her in conversation.

"Y/n, how was your day?" Kevie asked, attempting to break the ice.

Y/n shrugged indifferently, her response curt. "Fine."

The tension in the room was palpable, and Jungkook tried to diffuse it. "Y/n, we've missed you at the family meals. It's good to have you here."

Y/n couldn't contain her frustration any longer. She slammed her fork onto her plate, the loud clang echoing through the room. "Missed me? You've missed me? Where were you all those years when I needed you?"

Yoongi's face tightened with regret as he listened to his daughter's words. "Y/n, we know we've made mistakes, and we're sorry."

Y/n scoffed bitterly. "Sorry? Is that all you can say? Sorry doesn't fix the years of neglect, the loneliness, the pain."

Tears welled up in Kevie's eyes as she tried to reach out to her daughter. "Y/n, we want to make amends. We want to be there for you now."

Y/n pushed her chair back abruptly, her anger boiling over. "Now? Now you want to be there for me? It's too little, too late. I've spent years feeling like an afterthought in this family."

Namjoon tried to intervene, his voice calm but firm. "Y/n, we understand that we've hurt you, but we're here to listen and to support you."

But Y/n was beyond reasoning. She pointed an accusatory finger at her parents. "You don't understand! You'll never understand what it's like to be left behind, to be unwanted."

The room fell silent, the weight of Y/n's words hanging heavily in the air. Her parents sat there, guilt-ridden and helpless, as their daughter's pain spilled out in anger.

"I don't need your empty apologies," Y/n continued, her voice trembling with emotion. "I need you to acknowledge the damage you've done, to understand the scars you've left on my heart."

Jungkook's eyes welled up with tears as he finally admitted, "You're right, Y/n. We failed you as parents, and we can never truly make up for that."

Y/n's anger gave way to a deep sadness as she looked at her father. "I just wanted a family that loved me, that was there for me. Is that too much to ask?"

The room remained heavy with unresolved emotions, the argument having laid bare the pain that had festered for years. Y/n pushed her chair back further, her voice trembling as she spoke one last time.

"I need time," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "Time to heal, time to decide if I can ever forgive you."

With that, Y/n left the dining room, leaving her parents and the rest of the family in stunned silence. The echoes of their argument lingered, a stark reminder of the long road to healing and reconciliation that lay ahead.

In the wake of the argument, the Kim mansion seemed even quieter than before, the wounds of the past having been reopened. Each family member grappled with their own guilt and regret, knowing that the path to rebuilding their family would be fraught with challenges and uncertainty.

As Y/n retreated to her room, tears streaming down her face, she couldn't help but wonder if forgiveness and reconciliation were truly possible. The scars of neglect ran deep, and the pain she had carried for so long had become a part of her.

In the days that followed, the family would continue to navigate the rocky terrain of their strained relationships, holding onto the hope that, with time and effort, they might find a way back to one another.

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