𝓔𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼

Chapter 12: A Fork In Road

Taehyung's pov

The hotel lobby buzzed with activity as Taehyung stepped inside, his footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. His mind raced with the weight of unresolved emotions, the memory of Breeh's departure still fresh in his mind.

"I can't let her slip away again," Taehyung thought, his jaw clenched with determination. "I need to make things right, for both of us."

The elevator ride felt like an eternity, each floor passing in a blur of anticipation and apprehension. As he approached her door, Taehyung's heartbeat quickened, the gravity of the moment settling heavily upon his shoulders.

"Will she even listen to me?"He wondered, his hand hesitating before knocking. "Or have I already lost her for good?"

When Breeh finally opened the door, Taehyung's breath caught in his throat. Her expression was a mix of surprise and guarded curiosity, her eyes searching his for any sign of sincerity.

"I need to talk to you, Breeh," Taehyung's voice was steady, though his heart raced with uncertainty.

Breeh's pov

The restaurant exuded an air of understated elegance, its soft lighting and ambient murmur providing a soothing backdrop to the turmoil within me. Jungkook sat across from me, his presence both reassuring and disquieting. His apology hung delicately in the air, a fragile bridge spanning the gap between us amidst the clinking of cutlery and muted conversations.

"I know I've made mistakes, Breeh....Doubt I always do, and can also be at fault but doesn't mean I always resolve them but this time I'm doing ....I would be doing same even if I wasn't at guilt cause indeed can't prefer to rish you" Jungkook's voice was sincere, his eyes searching mine for any sign of acceptance.

His words struck a chord within me, stirring a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. "Can I trust myself to let him in?"I thought.

Before I could gather my thoughts, Taehyung's unexpected arrival shattered the fragile peace. His sudden appearance sent a jolt of apprehension through me, mingling with a faint glimmer of hope that perhaps he held answers to the questions that plagued my mind.

"What are you doing here?" I managed to whisper, a flicker of anticipation.

Taehyung's composed facade faltered for a moment, revealing a glimpse of vulnerability that tugged at my heartstrings. "I need to talk to you, Breeh," he insisted firmly, his voice tinged with urgency.

Jungkook, protective of the tentative rapport we were rebuilding, rose abruptly. "Can't you see we're in the middle of something?" His tone was sharp, a challenge flung at Taehyung.

Unfazed, Taehyung's jaw tightened, his gaze unwavering. "This can't wait," he asserted, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.

The atmosphere thickened with unspoken tension, suffocating me with its silent demands and unyielding truths. Overwhelmed by their conflicting presences and the weight of their unspoken expectations, I stood abruptly, facing them both. "Stop," I pleaded, my voice trembling with emotion. "I can't handle this right now."

Taehyung's gaze softened briefly, hurt flickering across his features before he nodded curtly. "Fine. I'll wait."But I don't want you to most important why you have to?

As he turned to leave,the turmoil inside continued to churn.I also left after realising how entangled I'm!

Back in the sanctuary of my apartment, Jisoo was a grounding presence amidst the storm of my thoughts. I poured out my fears and insecurities to her, every raw emotion laid bare in the safety of her understanding gaze.