𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏| 𝑱.𝑱𝒌 𝑭𝑭 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌✔️

44| New her

Author pov:

6 months later

"Careful, my love. Playing with fire is dangerous."

He whispered, gazing intensely into her brown eyes.

The girl looked cold. The man seemed hungry, needy, and desperate, as if he had been thirsting for his prey for years.

Her eyes flew open as she sprang up from the bed, panting heavily while sweat beads trickled down her forehead. Another nightmare.

She hurried to the kitchen and chugged down a glass of water, rubbing her chest as a tear rolled down her cheek.

No, she couldn't be that pathetic person anymore. It had been six months.
He's in a mental asylum. He can't be here, right? He's undergoing treatment. So why is she still so afraid? He was just a manipulative psycho.

She had learned to confront these monsters and put them in their place. She reminded herself of that.

But something about the dream was different this time. The wedding gown, Jungkook's menacing presence-there was something about it that left her feeling numb. She tried to push the thoughts away, but they lingered, unsettling her.

She lived alone now, in the quiet solace of Busan. After enduring the most terrifying moments of her life, she had dedicated the past months to healing. With Yoongi's unwavering support and her regular therapy sessions, she had managed to care for herself and rebuild.

Her home, a picturesque sanctuary, was a place where she sought peace-peace in the very place where her mom once lived. Though she missed her family at times, she found comfort in the familiarity of her surroundings.

For now, she was focused on living and finding serenity in this space that held so many memories.

She had come to Busan to visit her mother's former home, seeking solace and rest while trying to find her way back to normalcy. Though the house was empty now, the quiet offered a sense of calm and familiarity.

But the media? It had gone absolutely wild.
The Jeons' actions had become a viral sensation, their every move and the impact they had on her blasted across every news outlet.

Suddenly, her phone rang, cutting through the chaos of her thoughts. She picked it up, her heart racing with a mix of dread and anticipation.

"Hello, Y/N. Happy birthday. I'm sorry I'm six hours late. And remember to take your medicine on time," a soft, husky male voice came through the phone. It was her therapist, Cha Eunwoo.

"Thank you, Doctor. And yes, I took the medicine," she replied calmly. She heard a gentle laugh on the other end, and a small smile touched her lips. This guy really knew how to brighten her mood, always going the extra mile to lift her spirits.

After ending the call, she reflected on how her therapist had become more than just a professional; he was a true friend. She was continually working on herself, striving to grow stronger. She had even taken up self-defense, determined to protect herself and face the world with newfound resilience.

Her phone beeped again, and she glanced at the messages from Yoongi and Taehyung.

Yoongi: Happy birthday, baby patootie! Come home soon. Check out the flowers and gifts I sent you. Take care, my baby sister. 🥺💗

Taehyung: *My love, happy birthday. I've been pleading for six months, Y/N. I know I can't leave this mafia world, but I promise to be good and honest with you. Just give me a chance. Please, think it over. :( *