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Althea silently walked by the park, her head hung low as her tears rolled down her cheeks.

It's been a year, all she's done is lock herself up in her room and cry. She's read back on her old messages with Jimin.
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It still hurt like a fresh wound, she couldn't find a way to heal the pain. An incurable heartbreak that only he could fix is what she'd always say.

Just then her phone rang, which startled her. "Hello?"

"Althea! Have you heard of the news?" My eyebrows knit in confusion.

"What news?" I ask, and sat on the nearby bench to regain some composure.

"Jimin's getting married, and we're invited to his wedding!" Tris said oh so fastly, but I heard everything loud and clear.

"Oh, well tell Jimin I'm proud. A-"

Tris cut me off, "We don't have to go Althea, I can just tell him that we have plans, you-"

"Look Tris, I want to go okay? When's the ceremony?"

"This saturday," she sighs in defeat.

"Okay, come with me tomorrow, we're buying a dress."

"Okay," I end the call with a sigh, as I stared straight at the pond, the calm water relaxing me.

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