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Yn's POV:
I was silently sitting on the bed of an unknown room dressed in a wedding attire waiting for my groom.
I was exhausted after the wedding and just wanted to change my dress into something comfortable but the rituals won't allow me.
I was strictly prohibited by my mother in law to not change my attire before my husband lifts the veil and see my face.
As if he didn't see me before wedding. Arg
I impatiently was looking towards the door again and again hoping for him to enter any soon and without me realizing I slept.
I opened my eyes and looked around. It was already morning as the rays of bright sun was entering the room through the glass window making the dark room to glow.
I looked for any sign of my husband but found none. The room was same as it was last night. I guess he didn't came yet.
Sadness surrounded me.
Shrugging the unwanted thoughts I stepped towards the closed door in the room after taking my comfortable clothes hoping it to be bathroom.
An hour later I came out of the bathroom groaning and stood in front of the full length mirror. Tears of frustration filled in my eyes as from half an hour I was trying to untie my hairs but it seems impossible.
The makeup artist really pinned it with all her devotion I guess
My hands were already paining from all the flop trials.
Suddenly I heard door opening sound and I turned towards it only to see my husband Jeon jungkook entering with Messy hairs and fluffy eyes that are signalling that he didn't sleep at all
He stopped at the door holding the knob as his eyes landed on me. He scanned me from top to bottom giving an unreadable expression.
His gaze made me conscious about my looks and I too scanned myself from top to bottom
An oversize tee with shorts.
Hum.
Isn't bad right?
With no makeup not even toner
And ya a bun full of pins and flowers.
Seconds later he advert his gaze from me going towards another door present in the room.
Ohh A walk-in wardrobe. cool
Minutes later he came back with clothes on hands and I was still trying to untie my bun
As he was about to twist the knob of bathroom I spoke
"Ah jungkook. Can you please help me untie my hairs. I'm trying from past one hour but unable to do it. So...please..."
I waited for his response but he just stared at me and then without saying anything just entered the bathroom.
I sneer at the closed door and turned back, to again start struggling with this hairs.
Tears started to fall on ground as now my hands felt like it will drop from my arms any seconds plus the hunger made it worse.
I hadn't eaten anything since last night and due to wedding too I was not able to eat properly
He came out wiping his wet hairs with towel and was about to step out but my sharp gaze from mirror made him conscious about me I guess and he decided to look in my direction
I didn't thought he would be that rude and cold. Before wedding too we only met twice and both the time he didn't speak much just answered my questions. Thinking that he must be shy or take time to blend with strangers I agreed to this marriage.
Not just this his caring behavior towards others and his obedience to his parents made me fall for him.
When he looked at my tear stained face a look of panic crossed his facial features and he marched near me.
"What'swrong" he asked. Voice being cold
My back still facing him and gaze on him through the mirror. Without replying to his question verbally I pointed my fingers towards my bun.
And next thing I know he silently pulled all the pins from my hairs untangling it with his long slender fingers.
"Done"saying that he was about to turn but I hold his arm stopping him on his track
"I'm hungry too"
"Maid is downstairs. Ask her to prepare something for you"
He freed his arm from my grip and step out of the room . . . . .
It has been months of our marriage and nothing changed. He still acts cold towards me.
It feels like two strangers living under the same roof.
Even when I initiate conversation with him he reply shortly and leave afterwards. . . .
I lifted the broom in my hands and stepped downstairs to start the cleaning as from today till a week our maid is on a leave.
As usual he left for office early in the morning without even greeting me nor eating his breakfast.
It breaks my heart seeing him acting so cold towards me and ignoring me as I don't even exist.
You all might be thinking if he gives me cold shoulder then while don't I leave him. Why am I bearing with his rudeness
The answer is simple
Firstly I love him. Yes I fell in love with him on our second meet only.
And lastly I want to give this marriage a chance.
I do all the chores properly as a good wife should do so that he will recognize my hardwork and efforts I'm putting in to at least be observed by him.
I have faith that one day he too will start loving me as those discourteous male leads in fictions do.
I cleaned two rooms and was going towards the other one but my steps came to halt seeing a particular room.
I have found this room always locked but today it wasn't. I even once asked from him about this but he said "you don't need to know"
Thinking he might had opened it to clean I stepped inside only to find it dark.
I searched for the switch board by roaming my hand on wall and luckily it was just a few centimeters away from the door.
As soon as I switched on the lights and looked around I was dumbstruck by its view.
Before I could take a step ahead I felt a tight grip on my wrist and the next second I was pulled out of the room in a speed of light.
When I looked above me I found a pair of eyes filled with rage staring right at my eyes.
I gulped in fear as I have never seen this man infront this angry.
The grip on my wrist tightened and a sharp pain ran through it causing a painful moan to leave my lips
