ENHYPEN

𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 | PSH

ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈ ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᴖ̈

The grand palace, adorned with lavish tapestries and golden chandeliers, felt nothing like a home. Its towering walls were suffocating, and the silence that loomed between you and Sunghoon was even heavier. The once vibrant childhood memories of your best friend were long buried beneath years of distance and bitter silence. You couldn't remember the last time you spoke to him - or if you ever really knew him anymore.

You sat at the edge of your bed, staring at the dim glow of the moonlight filtering through the ornate curtains. Your hands trembled as you held the delicate locket that once belonged to your mother. Inside was a photo of her and your siblings - your entire family, gone. You had witnessed their final moments, desperate sacrifice to protect you from a palace invasion. They were gone, and you were left alone, empty and shattered in a world that no longer made sense.

Your chest tightened as the memories rushed back. Their faces, the blood, the screams. And then, nothing.

No one in this cold, heartless palace understood. Not even Sunghoon, the one person who once made you feel safe. He was no longer the boy who stood by your side during childhood adventures, who wiped away your tears and made you laugh until your stomach hurt. He was a cold, distant prince - your husband in name only.

You had caught wind of his affairs with other princesses. It wasn't a secret. Whispers of Sunghoon's indiscretions circulated among the courtiers, the handmaidens, and the guards. You heard it all. Every rumour, every detail, but you couldn't bring yourself to care. Why would you? You weren't the one he loved. You had never been.

A hollow laugh escaped your lips, bitter and sharp. 'Unlovable', you thought. That's what you were. No matter how hard you tried or how must of yourself you gave, you were always left behind. Forgotten. Neglected. It's not even worth an explanation or a goodbye. Sunghoon had shown you that with his indifference, silence, and absence form your life.

Tears welled up in your eyes, burning as they spill down your cheeks. You pressed the locket against your chest, clutching it like it was the only thing keeping you grounded, the only connection you had left to the world that had been taken from you. The grief, the loneliness, the feeling of being unwanted - it all piled up until you couldn't breathe.

Every night was the same. You would curl up in bed, pretending to be the sunshine everyone else saw during the day, only to break apart when the darkness settled in. You sobbed quietly, muffling the sound with your pillow, but tonight, the weight of everything felt unbearable. The loss of your family, the coldness of your husband, the crushing pressure of palace school - it all tore at you until you wanted nothing more than to disappear.

You buried your face in your hands, the sobs racking your body. You were drawing, and no one even knew. No one even cared.

Sunghoon lay in his bed, staring at the ceiling. The night was silent, but he could hear the soft sound of your crying through the walls. It wasn't the first time he'd heard it, but something about it felt different tonight. Sharper. More broken.

He turned on his side, closing his eyes, but the sound echoes in his head. Your muffled sobs, your quiet gasps for breath. It gnawed at him, and no matter how hard he tried to block it out, it wouldn't leave him.

He hadn't spoken to you in months? Years? It felt like an eternity. Ever since you married, the distance had grown, and he didn't know how to bridge it anymore. You were now strangers, living in the same palace but completely different worlds. He wasn't even sure if you still saw him as the boy you used to laugh with or if you saw him as the cold indifferent prince he had become.