"You monster!" she yelled, her voice trembling with rage and desperation. "What did you do to my father?"
Taehyung gripped her shoulders and pressed her against the couch, hovering above her. Y/N struggled, cursing him for her father's condition.
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The hospital terrace offered no solace under the relentless assault of rain and thunder. Y/N stood, a solitary figure amidst the storm, her once pristine attire now soaked and clinging to her trembling frame. Each raindrop felt like a cold touch, echoing the numbness that had settled over her heart.
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Below, in the sterile confines of the hospital, her father lay hooked to machines that beeped a dissonant rhythm. His life hung in precarious balance, a fragile thread slipping through her fingers. The scent of antiseptic mixed with the tang of her own tears, filling her senses with a suffocating despair.
She closed her eyes against the onslaught of emotions-fear, anger, and an overwhelming sense of betrayal. Taehyung's calculated manipulation had left her reeling, his words echoing like a haunting melody in her mind. The marriage contract, signed in haste and under duress, now bound her to a man whose motives remained veiled in shadow.
As lightning split the sky, illuminating the hospital grounds in stark relief, Y/N felt the weight of her helplessness crush her spirit. She sank to her knees, the wet concrete cold and unforgiving beneath her. Her fingers clawed at the fabric of her dress, her nails digging into the soaked material as if seeking purchase on reality itself.
"Why, Father?" Her voice trembled, lost amidst the storm's fury. "Why did this happen?"
Her tears mingled freely with the rain, cascading down her cheeks in rivulets that mirrored the storm's relentless onslaught. Memories of happier times-of her mother's laughter and her father's comforting presence-flickered like fragile candle flames in the tempest of her thoughts.
Amidst the turmoil, a whisper of resolve stirred within her battered soul. She would not be broken by Taehyung's ruthless ambition or by the cruelty of fate. Clenching her fists, she vowed to fight-for her father's life, for her family's honor, and for the shattered fragments of her own shattered heart.
In that moment of vulnerability and strength, as thunder rumbled ominously overhead, Y/N found a sliver of hope amidst the chaos
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Y/N's eyes fluttered open to the gentle touch of sunlight streaming through the hospital room window. Her head felt heavy, memories of the stormy night on the terrace blending with the sterile, calm atmosphere of the hospital. As she sat up, she realized she was no longer outside but in a clean hospital bed, her clothes changed into warm.
