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In shadows deep and nights so long,
A heart once strong now feels so wrong.
He searches streets with weary eyes,
Through Paris lanes, beneath the skies.
A promise made, a vow unkept,
Through sleepless nights, he often wept.
The guilt, it claws, it burns, it sears,
A lover lost, consumed by fears.
Each step he takes, a silent plea,
Where could she be? Where could she be?
In city's heart, where lights still gleam,
He chases shadows, lost in dream.
His mind, it races, twists, and turns,
For love's return, his spirit yearns.
Through darkened alleys, cold and bare,
He fights despair with every prayer.
A desperate hope, a whispered call,
To find her safe, to break the thrall.
For love once lost can still be found,
He won't give up, he'll stand his ground.
In Paris streets, a quest begun,
Till rising sun, his love's not done.
Through pain and fear, he'll pave the way,
For brighter dawn, a hopeful day.
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Chapter 11: The desperate search
Jungkook's POV:
I was frantic with worry, my heart pounding as I scoured every corner of Paris in a desperate attempt to find Y/n. The moment I returned to the hotel and realized she was gone; an overwhelming sense of dread had consumed me. I searched the streets, contacted local authorities, and even reached out to private investigators, but every effort seemed to lead to a dead end. The city that had once felt romantic now felt vast and indifferent, swallowing my pleas for help.
Each passing day without news of her chipped away at my hope, but I refused to give up. My mind raced with fear and guilt, fearing that my actions and the tangled web of lies had somehow led to her disappearance. I replayed every moment in my mind, looking for clues, beating myself up for not protecting her better. My nights were sleepless, filled with restless pacing and silent prayers. The only thing that kept me going was the burning determination to find her and make things right.
The weight of my failure bore heavily on me, but I knew I had to stay strong and keep searching, no matter how impossible it seemed. As I wandered through the labyrinthine streets of Paris, every corner seemed to mock me with its serene normalcy, a stark contrast to the chaos raging within me. The bustling cafés, the laughing tourists, and the serene Seine River all felt like they belonged to another world, one that I could no longer access. My Paris, once filled with laughter and love, had transformed into a cold, unyielding maze.
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LETTERS||Jungkook ff|| mature 21+
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