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Chapter 3

Beomgyu POV
𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓶𝔂 𝓑𝓮𝓸𝓶𝓰𝔂𝓾

𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓮𝔁𝓪𝓶𝓼. 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓶 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭, 𝓲 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝔀𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓬𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂! 𝓓𝓲𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓯𝓽 𝓲 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾? 𝓲 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽. 𝓲𝓶 𝓼𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾! 𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓰𝔂𝓾.

𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓜𝓸𝓶

Tears roll down my face as I read all the old nearly torn up letters from my mom. A very thick pile (a/n: even thicker than that cake Bangchan has-) of letters were beside me as I read each and everyone, handling them with care. She wrote all these for me since I was very little. Poems that were filled with colours of the sky, stories that made you shiver and letters about what had happened everyday. I missed those letters a lot and ever since my moms death, I have been saving all these. Re-reading them everyday. I look out the window, the shimmering sunset above the lake sparkled beautifully, almost unreal. I want to escape this hell hole.

"PRINCE BEOMGYU, GET YOUR LAZY ASS DOWN HERE" I hear my step mother's muffled voice calling me. I want to ignore it but I know that's not gonna help me, might as well go downstairs. I take my time walking down the big, wide staircases and through the wide echoey halls just to waste time. I stand in the doorway of the courtroom. My father is sitting on the throne and my stepmother is on the one next to him. I take a good look around and see Su in-yeok with his parents. He's grinning like he won the lottery or something. I am mentally, physically and emotionally traumatized by that garbage looking ass face. I want this to be over with really fast so I could go out with Yeonjun and our other friend, Soobin. I try walking like a fat pig just to make them irritated but they don't seem to care. I groan and go to sit in the throne I'm forced upon.

"What do y'all want, I wanna go out-"

"Excuse me about that" my step mothers side-eyes me in the most goofiest way possible I wanted to laugh. But that would make one dead body and a murder case. And we don't want that, so I shut up while she continues to blabber on with some bullshit.

" Beomgyu, you've probably heard of Su in-yeok" I nod while giving him a very disgusted look "me and your father and Su in-yeoks mother and father have decided it has time for you to start being more mature, and so we made an arrangement...." Her voice trailed off as she gave me the most witch smile.

"Im sorry? I don't get what your saying?" I'm confused right now. REALLY confused. I try looking to my father for explanations and he says with a blank face:

"You are getting engaged to Su in-yeok." The words echo in my head. Oh no, oh no no no. Anybody but him. Why do I need to get married anyways. My eyes widen and I jump out of my seat. Looking back and forward from Su in-yeok to my father. He grins, disgusting. He's not even handsome anyways. This is irritating me a lot.

"You can't force me to get married. You can't do it without my consent. I don't want to get married. Cancel this." I don't wanna beg but I'm on the verge of blowing this place up.

"You can't tell me what I can or can't do, Beomgyu" my step mother keeps her evil grin, so is Su in-yeok.

"We've agreed for this to happen, nothing can change" Su in-yeok's mother calls.

"Excuse me" I can't take this anymore so I run out of the hall and out the front door. Rushing all the way to my calming space. Nobody knows about except me and my mother. She discovered it when I was 3, we both used to come here all the time. I reach the secret path, hidden with leaves and branches. I stop to catch my breath, and I continue.