𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

chapter fourty-six

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-#[a few minutes later: y/n's pov]:

As I stepped out into the warm afternoon air, the weight of my heart felt like an anchor dragging me down. Every step I took, every breath I made, felt like a struggle.

The pain inside me was a living, breathing thing, twisting and turning in ways I couldn't understand.

Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, and I felt my vision begin to blur. I'd held them back for so long, but now they threatened to spill over, revealing the depths of my sorrow.

And just then, my gaze drifted, and my feet faltered, as a couple caught my attention. They strolled hand in hand, the husband's arm wrapped protectively around his wife's. My eyes lingered on her swollen belly, then rose to their radiant faces.

She seemed about 8 months pregnant, but what exactly caught my attention was their infectious smiles, the joy palpable as if they could no longer wait for the arrival of their younger one.

Now any person in my place would have felt warmth, but I didn't. But as I watched, a pang of longing shot through me, followed by a crushing sense of despair.

Instead of warmth-their happiness ignited a piercing ache within me yet I couldn't take my eyes off them. My eyes dropped, and my hand instinctively cradled my own belly.

The ache within me intensified, becoming almost unbearable. Time froze, and the world around me melted away, leaving only my anguish.

I don't know how long I stood there, suspended in my grief. But eventually, my fingers stirred, moving of their own accord.

My phone, still clutched in my hand, came to life, and I scrolled through my contacts, my heart heavy with emotion.

One name caught my eye, making a drop of tear roll down my eyes: "My Husband".

Before I could even process my thoughts, my thumb had already pressed the dial button.

The rings echoed through the line, and I stood there, frozen, staring at the phone in my hand.

Finally, a familiar voice spoke from the other end, "Y/n?" My heart skipped a beat as Jungkook's voice washed over me.

His voice-so eager to hear from me.

My voice caught in my throat, and I slowly lifted the phone to my ear, my hand trembling slightly.

This was it - the moment I'd been waiting for, the moment I'd tell him he was going to be a father. But...was this the right decision to make in such a situation? (1)

"Jungkook, I-"

Just as I was about to speak, a harsh voice cut through my words, "Could you not stand in the way?" I felt a rough push, and my phone slipped from my hand, falling to the ground. My eyes widened as I realized I was about to follow suit and fall down.