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Prologue

Flashing lights of the cameras are almost blinding even in the daylight. That's how many cameras there were following the diva lawyer, Jeon Jungkook. It wasn't just that he looked perfect in that formal attire that hugged him in the right places. It wasn't his walk that seemed to be like a model. It was how successful he was at his job in such a short span of time.

Not caring about the flashes, Jungkook swam his way through the forest of reporters and got into his car, leaving the journalists disappointed. He drove his way to his mansion. It was the biggest one in town. One could only dream of living such a place. But obviously, Jungkook being among the richest, did not have any such problems.

Even with all these riches and the amount of fame, he always had a pained expression. He barely even smiled. Very few knew why.

He got out of the car and rushed into the winery in the basement. He picked out the finest wine, probably wanting to enjoy and savor the taste, which he did only once a year as a promise to the one who held his heart.

With that bottle in his hand, he walked to the backyard of the mansion. One would have admired the season's blessing and enjoyed the view of cherry blossom trees as they stood under it when it showered gently with the blush pink petals. But his eyes were fixated on the trunk of a tree.

It was the trunk of the tree that had her name etched on it.

It was the trunk of the tree which she was buried under.

Without caring that he had no glass, Jungkook brought the mouth of bottle to his own and gulped the liquid, wishing that it wasn't the exquisite wine but some substance that was capable of erasing his existence.

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