"I ᴀᴍ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ I ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ."
"Lᴇᴛs ʀᴜɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ."
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Businessman Jeon Jungkook has been arranged to marry a girl he doesn't know.
A night before the wedding his best friend Jimin asks Jungkook to run away together. Without a destinatio...
"What day is it? And in what month? This clock never seemed so alive."
~ Lifehouse (you and me)
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[13th September, 2018]
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"Jungkook, will you check the window in the foyer?!"
I jumped, startled, and the dish I was scrubbing slipped from my hands and fell with a splash into the sink filled with soapy water. I had gotten distracted again and had probably been scrubbing the same dish for the last five minutes.
I blinked, forcing myself to focus. Jimin had said something.
"What hyung?!" I called back.
" Can you get the window in the foyer, please?!" Jimin's voice resounded from somewhere up in the attic, where he had been busy fastening the windows and doors making sure they were secure in case of a sudden wind spell due to the thunderstorm warning.
"Yes, hyung I'll check them."
The window was open.
Exhaling, I leaned over the open window to close it but went still, captivated by the astonishing landscape of the Alps spread below; the overcast gray skies created a contrast with the deep green expense of the valley and the white towering mountain peaks. From here I could even see the colorful slanting rooftops of the town.
I blinked after a moment, coming back to myself. Slowly I pulled the windows closed, taking one last look at the still valley and breathing in a lung full of the still air that smelled of oncoming rain. Despite it being early evening it seemed like it was close to twilight.
The valley was unusually silent; no birds were singing, and no leaves were rustling. The world was still, holding its breath.
Waiting.
I used the sleeve of my shirt to wipe at the sweat on my face, my neck flushed as I headed back to the kitchen. My brain was a little absent since we had returned from our little hike at the church the other day.
The conversation kept playing in my mind. If it had been a normal day I would've never had the courage to say anything like that. But after praying at the church I had been feeling a little dizzy and lightheaded.
I had prayed for a sign, at the church, a sign to let me know whatever it was that I was destined for. It had been a gamble, but it was all I had.
