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J U N G K O O K
She emerged like a breath of cool air in a room weighed down by expectations.
Her dress flowed with her movements, elegant and understated, and though her steps were measured, each one demanded attention. Whispers rose around the hall — murmurs of surprise, of awe, of judgment disguised as admiration.
I didn’t expect it.
Didn’t expect her to look like this.
Not just beautiful — but composed, restrained, like someone used to hiding. There was a softness in her presence, but also something sharp. She was not loud. She didn’t need to be.
She held herself like someone who had been broken — and had learned how to carry the cracks in silence.
And maybe that’s what made her stand out.
As she drew closer, our eyes met — only briefly, but long enough. Long enough for silence to settle between us. Long enough for something unspoken to pass through.
We were strangers. Bound now by something permanent.
And in that moment, I couldn’t look away.
A U T H O R 'S P O V
The guests hushed as the priest stepped forward, his voice echoing softly through the ornate hall.
Priest: "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of these two souls in matrimony. Jeon Jungkook and Ashley, you have come here of your own accord to enter into the sacred bond of marriage. As you take these vows, remember the commitment you make to each other."
Jeon Jungkook and Ashley stood side by side. Their hands didn’t touch. But they were trembling — subtly. Enough that only someone paying attention would notice.
Their eyes met once more. Not in affection. Not in certainty. But in quiet acknowledgment. A deal was being sealed. A future rewritten.
Priest: "Do you, Jeon Jungkook, take Ashley as your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"
