❝I am innocent, Your Majesty. Will you still believe me?❞
❝I have done nothing to beg for Your Majesty's forgiveness.❞
The tears that you had to suffer wasn't written in history book hence became the most cruel Queen of Joseon Dynasty. A story about...
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PARK JIMIN'S POINT OF VIEW
The way he stared at me with so much betrayal, hatred and despise tortures my heart in pain. He gritted his teeth, and eyes filled with dismayed and broken tears. I watched him distancing himself away from me, and my heart screamed, beating itself for hurting the one it loves.
Jungkook was shattered into a million pieces as soon as he found out and heard about the consummation last night. Though I ordered everyone to keep their mouth shut but I'm guessing it was the Queen Dowager who blabbered her mouth this time or maybe one of her minions did. Yet I cannot do anything about that.
All I could do was watch Jungkook in tears as he shot me a fire attacks of displeasing words that burnt my heart in every way. The way he spoke with so much anguish completely fragmented my soul and it hurts me so badly.
He inhaled sharply, blinked his tears away and lips quiver in anger. "While I was here lying down—almost dying,"
He pointed at the bed then eyes staring intensely at mine. It broke me.
"You were with her-" he paused, choking his words, and cleared his throat before his voice cracked. "A-And you had sex with her?"
I took a step forward, my hands trying to reach out for him in attempt to comfort him down. "Jungkook—"
"No!" Jungkook yelled, crying as he sobbed, and raised his hand to stop me from going towards him. He even took a step back to distance himself more away from me. "No, I—"
He broke down, knees dropped on the floor as he wailed and screamed making me flinch. I closed my eyes tightly as the images of the queen and I last night played in my mind making me regret the things that I did.
If only I didn't touch her, If only I didn't- Jungkook wouldn't be this damaged.
I bent down, trying to touch him but he shuddered away, and covered his face with his palms. It distressed me to the highest level.
"It hurts, Jimin."
And it hurts my heart to see you cry too, my love.
"It hurts to think that you did it with her," Jungkook's voice cracked, choking his words. "I- I can imagine you doing it with her while..."
He paused, mumbling the next words with so much disappointment, disgust, and distaste. "...whispering those sweet words to her."
And I did say sweet words to her. I did say I loved her, but that was it. I wanted her to feel that she wasn't alone yet and that someone out there still cared for her- like me.
