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April 4th 2024 / 4 days later Thursday



Sanas POV

Set


The makeup brush glided smoothly across my cheek, the light dabbing of powder settling onto my skin as the stylist worked. I stared at my reflection, barely noticing the hum of conversation around me. But then my phone buzzed on the counter, pulling my attention away. I picked it up, unlocking it with a casual swipe. My eyes scanned the headline.


ClebGossip: Kim Taehyung shut down affair rumours about his wife saying Aria is he's. Claiming he was fine with her living with her best friend jungkook. Saying he's grateful that his wife has a friend like him and who is willing to help her when he cant

 Saying he's grateful that his wife has a friend like him and who is willing to help her when he cant

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I paused for a moment, processing the words. Taehyung was shutting it all down. So, he was defending Mina. I guess maybe she didn't cheat but still her daughter looks way to similar to her best friend than taehyung. The chatter in the room grew louder, and I suddenly realized the makeup artist and hairstylist were talking about the same article I had just read.

"Did you see that article? Taehyung's wife was living with her best friend Jungkook. And that their daughter is actually his. I mean, come on. How blind can he be?", one of them whispered.

"I know right? And she's, what, she was just on one talk show. A show that her husband was supposed to be at. And now she's in the light. She already with rumours flying around about her. If I were him, I wouldn't be so 'grateful' to this Jungkook guy. Sounds like a disaster waiting to happen", the other one chimed in, smirking as she adjusted my hair.

I stayed quiet, pretending to scroll on my phone.

"I'd be shocked if she doesn't ruin her own marriage in the next year", one of the stylists said with a shake of her head.







Minas POV

Hospital Room 109


The hospital room was sterile and white, the rhythmic beeping of machines. I lay in the bed, my hands clenched together in my lap as I watched Tzuyu, her gaze piercing through me like a shard of glass.

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