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❝Aelda ❞
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My eyes snapped to the sound of my name, and I looked at the person I had feared to face. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as I turned away, unable to bear the weight of their gaze.
Even with a body like that, I still looked at you—you know you don’t deserve all the attention.
The words hit like a blade, slicing through my confidence. I exhaled sharply, the pain clogging my throat as my heart clenched. The sting of humiliation threatened to drown me, pulling me back into the abyss I had tried so hard to climb out of.
I prayed silently, desperately, to avoid the consequences of such encounters. Jungkook had shown himself to be a good friend, someone I could lean on and trust, but now that fragile sense of security seemed to crumble.
The whispers around me grew louder, suffocating me. My hands trembled as I felt the weight of their stares and the venom in their words.
He’s right. How can she even think like that? First Taehyung, now Jungkook. What does she think of herself?
I clenched my fists, biting back tears.
I don’t think of myself as anything. I just do what I want, what I feel—not for their validation, not for anyone’s approval. I don’t need their validation.
Before I could gather my courage to move, veiny hands cupped my face, forcing me to look up.
"Look at me. Don’t think about anything else," Taehyung’s voice anchored me, steady and commanding. I sighed, nodded, and turned my gaze to Jungkook, who stood a few feet away, fidgeting awkwardly.
Behind him, I noticed Sera, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. I frowned.
What is she doing with him?
Before I could ask, she gave Jungkook a firm shove, causing him to stumble forward. He shot her an annoyed glare, which she returned with equal intensity.
