"I belong to you, my heart beats only for you and I will not let anything or anyone separate us, my petal." He said while holding my hands looking into each other's golden eyes.
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"Our golden hearts are meant for each other, my love"
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✨️🌹...
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Jungkook's P.O.V.
It's been several days since I lost the love of my life, I still can't believe she's no longer with me. I feel like I'm in a bad dream, one where I can never wake up. I was chained to the wall, all wounded and weak, but that was the least of my worries. That doesn't compare to the pain of losing your other half. I felt that my heart was ripped from my chest, I felt nothing, my body has remained numb ever since.
I don't even know what day it is today anymore. I don't know if it's already day or if it's already night because this whole island remains in the dark, not a ray of light passes through the clouds. Anyway, I don't care anymore, my whole being disappeared when she left.
I looked up and right in front of the dungeon I was in, my brothers were chained in the same way. My heart broke once more when I saw how pale they were. Of course, they keep us that way because they know we're stronger than everyone else in the world, what cowards they are.
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Hobi and Jin were side by side with their eyes barely open. The twins were separated for the first time in their lives, each chained at different ends of the dungeon.
Namjoon was the most affected of us all. I don't blame him, he's the alpha after all. I was able to get into his mind and he felt guilty for everything that had happened. If he knew he was the best leader we could have, none of this is his fault.
And Yoongi? None of us know what happened to him, much less Rosy. We just hope that at least they would escape all this hell.
I closed my eyes to try to rest a bit and go back to my memories, where we were all happy. All those memories led me to her again. I remembered every moment I spent with her, every date we shared, the love we made whenever our hearts needed it, and every I love you we gave ourselves. I felt so much like crying because I realized I had broken my promise to protect her. I just saw her die, in front of my eyes unable to do anything about it.
We were really happy back then.
"I wish I had you back in my arms, my princess," I said quietly.
