"Jennie, this arrangement was never about what we want for ourselves. It's about what's expected of us."
"I understand the duty, Taehyung, but it's hard to ignore the silence between us. It feels like we're bound by an agreement we both hesitate to...
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The Kim residence was alive with the vibrancy of high-end preparations. The normally serene estate had been transformed into a hive of activity, adorned with opulent decorations and bustling with the energy of planning Jisoo and Jin’s engagement.
In the grand living room, Jisoo, Mrs. Kim, and Lia were immersed in the details of the event. The space was awash with color and elegance, featuring an array of luxurious fabrics, sparkling jewelry, and meticulously designed gowns.
Mrs. Kim, elegantly draped in a silk robe, held up a magnificent gown, her eyes bright with anticipation. “This dress is simply stunning. It’s exactly what we need for Jisoo’s engagement.”
Jisoo, examining the gown, nodded in agreement. “It’s beautiful, but let’s see if we can make a few custom adjustments to make it even more special.”
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Meanwhile, Lia, with her phone glued to her ear, was dealing with more logistical details. Her voice was sharp, her tone full of precision as she spoke with the venue decorators. “The floral arrangements need to be in pastels, not bold colors. The lighting should be subtle and elegant. We want sophistication, not over-the-top glitz.”
She gave a quick glance at the various invitations that were neatly stacked on the table, making sure everything was in perfect order. Lia was meticulous, ensuring that every tiny detail was exactly as it should be. Nothing escaped her watchful eye, not even the way the invitations were embossed or the delicate folds.
Just as Lia was about to hang up, she noticed movement at the entrance. Jungkook walked in, his demeanor casual but with a clear purpose. Taehyung had called him earlier, and now he was here, a slight look of curiosity crossing his features as he saw Lia in the middle of her tasks.
Lia briefly glanced at him before refocusing on her phone. She wasn't in the mood for small talk, especially with the decorators continuously getting details wrong. “I’ve already told you twice. No, I don’t care about your recommendations. Just follow the instructions I gave. We’re not compromising on the aesthetic.”
Jungkook raised an eyebrow, watching Lia handle everything with sharp efficiency. There was always a certain distance between them, but the respect was mutual. He waited until she finished the call before approaching her.
“Where’s Taehyung?” he asked, looking around the busy room.
Lia, though still focused on her tasks, gave him a brief glance, her expression neutral. “In his study. As usual.”
Jungkook nodded, offering a small smile as a courtesy, but Lia had already turned her attention back to her phone, not giving him much more than a polite acknowledgment. Jungkook had grown used to her brisk manner, understanding it was simply how she operated when things got serious.
