Chapter 44: (Aaira's pov)
Two days had passed since Jungkook's heartfelt gesture-a sculpture that captured not only our shared moments but also the raw emotion that had defined our relationship.
Tonight, however, was different. Jungkook had organized a grand ball, a lavish affair intended to bring together friends and family in a celebration of sorts, I don't know for what.
The ballroom was adorned with elegant decorations, soft candles casting a warm glow over the crowd, music, so much food. The music played softly in the background, and guests moved gracefully across the polished floor in their finest attire, with a glass of wine in their hands, some had cigar, they chatted and laughed.
I stood in the middle of the room. The grandeur of the evening seemed to amplify my own internal distress. I watched as couples danced, laughter and conversation blending into a pleasant hum. My gaze wandered across the room, seeking something-anything-that would ground me in the moment. I stood there, feeling a little adrift amidst the celebration.
Jungkook: Attention everyone.
His voice broke through the noise. It was clear, that he was demanding attention. The crowd seemed to part as he made his way towards me. His gaze locked on mine as if nothing else mattered. The woman that had always fallen over him seemed to be giggling as they finally saw him.
When he reached me, Jungkook dropped to one knee in the center of the ballroom. The suddenness of his action drew gasps and murmurs from the assembled guests, their eyes widening in surprise. But he cared less about them, he looked up at me.
Jungkook: Aaira, I need to speak with you.
He was confident of what he was going to do. I could feel his words before he even began. The room seemed to hold its breath, every guest now focused on us.
Jungkook: I know that these past few months have been difficult. I have not been the husband you deserve. I have been distant, rude, and neglectful. I let my own frustrations cloud my judgment and I failed to listen to you when you needed me most.
His words echoed through the room, I felt a lump form in my throat, my emotions swirling as I looked down at him.
Jungkook: I am sorry for all the times I dismissed your feelings, for all the moments I was too caught up in my own world to see how much you were suffering. I should have been your support, your partner, not just someone who was physically present but emotionally absent.
He took a deep breath, his eyes never leaving mine.
Jungkook: I should have listened to you when you needed to talk, when you needed me to be there for you. I should have recognized the pain you were going through, and I should have done everything in my power to ease it. Instead, I failed you, and for that, I am deeply sorry.
A tear slipped down my cheek, and I quickly brushed it away, not wanting to show too much emotion in front of everyone. Jungkook continued, his own voice was trembling slightly.
Jungkook: I know that words alone cannot undo the hurt I've caused, but I want you to know that I am committed to making things right. I want to be better for you, for us. I want to be the husband you deserve, the one who listens, cares, and supports you in every way.
He paused, looking at me with hope and trepidation. The room remained silent, the crowd watching with bated breath as Jungkook's apology unfolded.
Jungkook: I have arranged this ball not just to celebrate, but to show you that I am willing to make amends. I want to start fresh, to rebuild the trust and love that we once had. I want you to know that I am dedicated to our relationship and to make sure that you feel valued and cherished.
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