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You shot open your eyes, heart slamming against your ribs as panic twisted through your chest. Instinctively, your trembling hands flew to your belly.
Nothing.
No pain.
You exhaled a ragged breath of fragile relief.
The baby is safe.
And in that fragile silence... something inside you snapped into place.
No more waiting.
No more hoping he'd change. No more silent prayers for rescue.
Because now, you understood something with a terrifying clarity— He will never let you go.
Not out of love. Not out of guilt. But out of ownership.
And so, you wouldn't beg.
You would steal your own freedom. Freedom from him.
Not with screams. But with silence. Not with fury. But with calculation.
Piece by piece.
Lie by lie.
Smile by smile.
Even if it meant wearing a mask carved from your own pain. Even if it meant killing the last gentle parts of yourself just to survive.
Because your child... your child didn't deserve to be born in a cage wrapped in velvet. It didn't deserve lullabies sung through bars or lullabies tainted with screams.
It deserved freedom. Hope. A future not written by the hands of obsession and revenge.
And you...
You would walk through every flame, every darkness, every twisted corridor of this hell—
Even if Taehyung was the one holding the match.
Because what he didn't know...
Was that the girl he tried to break is already gone.
And what rises in her place?
Will burn everything down.
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You blinked against the light.
It was too clean. Too still.
The floors beneath you weren't marble anymore, but warm-toned wood polished to a shine so soft it reflected the sunlight like glass. Thick, velvet drapes pooled on either side of the full-length windows that ran from ceiling to floor, giving a crystal-clear view of the world beyond.
