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FIFTY EIGHT

VESTA'S POV

The grand hall was decorated beautifully-flowers, candles, everything was perfect. But all I could feel was a deep, suffocating misery. This wasn't how it was supposed to be.

Jungkook stood at the end of the aisle, waiting for me with a small, hopeful smile on his face. He looked composed, ready to take on the world with me by his side.

But that was the problem. It was him standing there, not Taehyung. The man I was about to vow my life to wasn't the one I loved, and the realization made my steps falter.

With each step, memories of Taehyung flooded my mind-his smile, the warmth in his eyes, the way he made me feel like the most important person in the world.

My heart ached with every step I took away from him. But I kept walking, my feet moving on their own as if they were being pulled by invisible strings.

The guests were all smiling at me, happy for this union, but it felt wrong, so wrong. My heart was pounding in my chest, my hands gripping the bouquet so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

When I finally reached Jungkook, I forced a smile, but it felt like my face would crack from the effort.

The priest began the ceremony, I wasn't really listening, I was too lost in my thoughts, too lost in the pain that was tearing me apart from the inside.

I kept thinking about how different this would have been if Taehyung were the one standing next to me. How my heart would have been filled with joy instead of despair.

When the priest asked Jungkook if he would take me as his wife, he answered quickly, his voice steady and sure. "Yes," he said, and the word echoed in the grand hall, sealing our fate.

Then it was my turn.

"Do you, Vesta Laurent , take Jeon Jungkook to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?"

The room seemed to close in around me, This was it. The moment that would decide the rest of my life. But how could I say yes? How could I vow to love someone else when my heart belonged entirely to Taehyung?

Before I could muster a response, the doors at the back of the hall burst open, and a rush of frantic footsteps echoed through the space. My head whipped around, and I saw the most expected ones.

Hansol and Naeun hurrying towards me, their faces pale with fear and worry.

"Vesta!" Naeun's voice cracked as she called out to me, tears streaming down her face.

Hansol was right behind her."Vesta, it's Uncl-e Tae-. He met with a terrible accident. He's-he's almost dead."

The world tilted on its axis, and the breath was knocked out of my lungs. I could feel my heart shatter into a million pieces as the meaning of his words sank in.

Taehyung. Accident. My Taehyung.

"No-" I whispered, shaking my head as if I could deny the reality that was crashing down around me. My fingers went numb, and the bouquet slipped from my hands, the flowers scattering across the floor.

I took a step back, the words were echoing in my mind, over and over.

I didn't care about the wedding anymore. I didn't care about the people watching, about the vows that hadn't been spoken

All I could think about was Taehyung. I had to get to him. I had to see him.

I turned to follow Hansol and Naeun, who were already moving back towards the door, but a hand grabbed my arm, yanking me back. It was my father with his face a mask of anger and disapproval.