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Jungkook's Pov:
"Eomma... Appa..." I managed to utter in a weak voice as the cyanide bottle rolling on the floor caught my attention.
All the memories of the past started flooding my already messy mind. I could see Eomma and Appa lying lifeless on the floor. The white saliva from their mouth was telling me that they wouldn't wake up.
I was helpless. I sat on the floor motionless. My world collapsed in the blink of a second. The people I loved left me. The rolling cyanide bottle stopped near my feet. I looked at the empty bottle with visible scorn.
This small vessel contains a substance that can take lives in seconds. My eyes teared up as I struggled to control my sobs. I was shaking with fear and grief. "That... bottle" I whispered in a weak voice. I never felt that weak before except on the day of my parents' death.
My gaze snapped from the cyanide bottle to the figure appearing in the doorway. I shook my head and closed my eyes as Y/n came into the room and removed the curtains.
"Are you ok, Jungkook?"
I felt a hand on my shoulder, but my gaze was fixed on the bottle. I blinked my eyes. "What!"
I blinked my eyes again only to see Sulhi lying lifeless on the floor with a paper in her hand. I looked upwards and saw Y/n who was looking at me furrowing her brows and softening her eyes.
I drew a deep breath to calm my anxiety. I didn't want to scare her. I clutched her hand with my shaky hand as she helped me stand on my feet.
I managed to walk near her body and took that paper. 'Sorry' was written in the paper. I turned again to see Y/n who was standing with a blank look devoid of any emotions.
I went near her and embraced her. "Y/n!" I was shocked as she clutched me tightly and sobbed, "Jungkook!!! ... Sulhi..." I patted her back, "She is gone. Everything will be alright!"
