UNLOVED WIFE

50. SHATTERED HOPES

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The evening sky was dull and heavy, with dark clouds swallowing the fading light. The room was dim, filled with shadows, as Taehyung lay in bed, clutching the sheets to his bare chest.

His body ached with the reminder of what had happened  before. He had woken up alone, with no sign of his husband, Jungkook beside him.

The emptiness of the room felt like it was closing in on him, the silence almost unbearable.

His eyes fixed blankly on the ceiling, tears welling up but refusing to fall. He could still feel the lingering touches from the man who once used to hold him gently.

But now, it seemed like those days were long gone. Instead of the warmth he once felt, he was left with coldness and pain.

Taehyung never asked for much. He didn’t dream of grand gestures or fancy gifts. All he wanted were simple moments—lying in his husband’s arms when he returned home from moscow, feeling the comfort and love that made him feel safe.

He had imagined greeting Jungkook with a warm smile, hugging him tight as if nothing in the world could tear them apart. But those dreams felt shattered now, like broken pieces scattered on the floor.

He couldn’t understand what he had done to deserve this. Just a few weeks ago, Jungkook would kiss him, washed him, feed him, whisper words that made his heart flutter.

But everything changed suddenly. One misunderstanding had flipped their world upside down.

Jungkook believed Taehyung had betrayed him, thinking he wasn’t loyal. His words last night were filled with accusations, each one hitting Taehyung like a dagger to his heart.

“Was it so wrong to hope for a little happiness?” Taehyung whispered to himself, his voice breaking. “Did I ask for too much, am i this much underserving of love?”

His fingers gripped the sheets tightly as he choked back a sob. He felt lost, questioning his fate.

Was he cursed to live a life filled with pain and loneliness? He had given his heart to Jungkook, trusted him with everything, only to be left broken and alone.

The man he loved had turned into a stranger overnight, leaving him to face the cold reality of their broken relationship.

As he lay there, the emptiness in the room felt like it matched the emptiness inside his heart.

He didn’t know what hurt more—the physical pain from the assault or the emotional wound of being left behind without a word.

The dreams he once had of a happy, simple life now seemed so far away, replaced by a dark cloud of doubt and sorrow.

Taehyung closed his eyes, letting a single tear escape

He lay there, numb and unsure of what he could even say anymore. He wished the ground would just open up and swallow him whole. He had already faced enough humiliation.