33) wedding bells

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Yn woke up with a smile on her face, feeling a sense of relief and happiness. She had talked to Taehyung the night before, and they had kissed, making her believe that everything was going to be okay. She stretched her arms, feeling a sense of hope and renewal.
As she got out of bed, she noticed Taehyung was already up, his back to her, his eyes fixed on his phone. She walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist, "Good morning," she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Taehyung turned to her, a smile plastered on his face, but his eyes seemed distant, cold. "Good morning," he replied, his voice flat.
Yn didn't notice, too caught up in her own happiness. She chattered on about her plans for the day, her voice bubbly and excited. Taehyung listened, nodding, his smile never wavering, but his mind was elsewhere.
Little did Yn know, Taehyung had been planning something, his mind working overtime to devise a plan to make her realize her mistakes. He had been hurt too deeply, and he couldn't just forgive and forget. He needed her to understand the depth of his pain, to feel the betrayal he had felt.

Taehyung's smile grew wider as he said, "Let's go, we can't stay here any longer. Everyone will doubt us, they'll think we've spent the night together without being married."
Yn nodded, still oblivious to Taehyung's true intentions. She thought he was just trying to protect their reputation, to avoid gossip and scandal.
"Okay, let's go," she agreed, gathering her things.

As they entered the dining room, the chatter and laughter of their family and friends enveloped them. Yn smiled, feeling a sense of belonging, her hand comfortably nestled in Taehyung's. Everyone's eyes turned to them, and they smiled, thinking that the couple had worked through their issues.

But Taehyung's grip on Yn's hand was tight, his smile plastered on his face, hiding the turmoil brewing inside. He was playing a role, pretending that everything was fine, but his heart was seething with anger and hurt.
Yn, oblivious to Taehyung's true emotions, chatted with their loved ones, laughing and smiling, thinking that their relationship was back on track. But Taehyung's eyes told a different story, his gaze cold and detached, his mind focused on his plan to expose Yn's secrets.
As they sat down to eat, Taehyung's hand remained clasped around Yn's, a symbol of their supposed unity, but his touch was icy, lacking the warmth and tenderness that Yn was accustomed to. She didn't notice, too caught up in the joy of the moment, but Taehyung's grip was a warning, a sign of the storm brewing beneath the surface.

The day was filled with excitement and chatter as Yn and Taehyung's families planned their wedding. The atmosphere was electric, with both Indian and Korean traditions being discussed and incorporated into the festivities.
"Okay, so we'll have the Indian ceremony first, followed by the Korean pyebaek," Yn's mother suggested, her eyes shining with excitement.
"And then we'll have the reception, where we can blend both cultures," Taehyung's mother added, nodding in agreement.
The two families worked together seamlessly, their differences forgotten in the spirit of love and unity. They decided on a 15-day timeline for the wedding, with both Indian and Korean ceremonies taking place on consecutive days.
The Indian ceremony would be a vibrant and colorful affair, with Yn dressed in a stunning red sari, her hair adorned with intricate henna designs. Taehyung would wear a traditional sherwani, his turban perfectly tied.
The Korean pyebaek ceremony would be a more subdued affair, with Yn wearing a beautiful hanbok, her hair styled in a elegant updo. Taehyung would wear a traditional Korean suit, his face stern and serious as he performed the rituals.
As the planning continued, the excitement grew. Both families were eager to celebrate the union of their loved ones, and the blending of their cultures.
But amidst all the joy and laughter, Taehyung's heart remained heavy. He was still hurt, still angry, and his plan for revenge was slowly taking shape. He would wait until the perfect moment to strike, until Yn was completely unaware of the storm brewing inside him.
As the day drew to a close, Yn snuggled up to Taehyung, her eyes shining with happiness. "I'm so excited for our wedding," she whispered, her voice full of love.
Taehyung smiled, his eyes cold and detached. "Me too," he lied, his heart seething with anger and hurt.

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