Jimin folds that letter too, the feeling of betrayal getting stronger and stronger with every passing second as he reaches for the next letter.
"I'm not an attention-seeking whore." Jimin mumbles feebly as if trying to convince himself more than anyone, is that what people thought of him?
Jimin,
Do you remember that night? The night where we did 'it'? It was indeed a very special night for me. Of course, it probably meant nothing to you because you had done it with thousands of girls.
I couldn't believe it happened, I didn't want to do anything with you. I despised the thought of doing it with you. I despised you.
A few weeks later, I was showing symptoms of pregnancy.
I despised that baby. I had to get rid of it.
So I did. I aborted the baby for a crime it hadn't committed, I aborted the baby because I despised its father.
Your deceased girlfriend,
Y/N
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionThe only relic of Y/N was her box full of hate letters which she left for him. Their relationship was as worthless as Jimin's tears.
