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"Well, the baby is very healthy. There is nothing wrong and it is growing alright." The nurse said while taking the ultrasound stick off my stomach and wiping the gel off. I sighed in relief, looking up at Jungkook with a smile. "You'll like a picture, right?" She asked, my eyes glancing at her as I nodded. "Yes, we'd like one," Jungkook said instead of me which made me giggle softly, sitting up with his help.
"Okay, here you go. You are 4 weeks pregnant, try to keep yourself healthy and don't overwork yourself." She said, handing me the picture. I nodded, getting off the bed with Jungkook's help as well. We bid our goodbyes and headed to the car. "I need us to talk about something serious." He said, holding my hand gently and pecking it. I looked at him worriedly, my heart started to beat quickly while thoughts ran around in my head about what he wanted to talk about.
Maybe he didn't want to be with me because of the baby. I sighed softly in nervousness, his hand tightening slightly around mine. "It's nothing bad, I promise." He said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders this time and pecking my head.
I smiled and nodded, even though I could take my worries away, I trusted him. I knew it wasn't going to be bad.
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"I'm going to get a divorce with Jina." He said. My eye widened as I stared in disbelief. "What?" I replied, staring at him intensely. We were at a cafe, sitting inside in an empty table where nobody was around. He sighed, looking down at his cup of coffee to probably find the perfect words to explain what he just said to me. I gulped, taking a sip from my tea as I waited. Then, he looked up at me and smiled.
"Y/n, I've been lied to for 4 years. Your mother and Jina made me think I was married to you when in reality, it was your twin sister. I knew something was off when Jina was so different from you. The two of us promised each other that when we grew up, we'd get married and that we'd have our first times together. We did have it together, but it was the right way to do it. I knew something was off from the beginning. Do you remember that day where you bumped into someone at the mall in London?" He explained.
I nodded with tears in my eyes, his smile appearing even wider than the one he had while explaining. "That was me. I knew I bumped into you, Y/n. The real you, I didn't think you were Jina." He revealed, my eyes widening softly as I remembered.
I bumped into a hard chest, falling back and on my butt as the bags scattered around me. "Oh, no," I muttered.
I was wearing a mask to hide my nose, mouth, and cheeks from the cold air outside and inside the mall. "I am so sorry. Are you okay?" A man's voice said while grabbing my arm and helping me up. I looked up at the man, only his eyes slightly visible since a mask was covering half of his face as well and his bangs were hiding his eyes slightly.
"Oh, yes. I'm okay." I giggled, crouching down to get my bags while he did the same, handing them to me and helping me up again. "I'm sorry again. Have a good day." He said, his eyes closing a bit. I guessed he was smiling.
"Same to you. And it's okay." I giggled, both of us turning around and going on our ways again. There was something about his voice that reminded me of someone but I couldn't remember who exactly. I just shook it off and ignored it, continuing with my daily things.
"It was you..." I said in shock as my tears finally fell after I realized it. Jungkook nodded, "Why didn't you tell me it was you then? Why stay with someone you don't love?" I asked this time. "Because Marisa wouldn't have had a plot if I didn't." He replied."Wait, Marisa? Who is tha-"
"That's me," Marisa said, walking to their side while waving. "And hey now. I'm doing good with this plot." She replied slightly offended. "Why did you change my lines then?" Jungkook spat back, earning a smack on the head from her. "Because I'm distracting the readers so I can come up with a good reason to why you didn't tell her it was you that day." She said back through gritted teeth.
"You know, isn't it better to say you did it so you could have a plot?" I said this time, both of them looking at me. "Well, it wouldn't be very professional if I did, don't you think?" Marisa said back, Jungkook nodding in agreement. "Okay, then come up with something quick," I said again, groaning in frustration. "Okay!" She said with a smile, snapping her fingers.
"Why didn't you tell me it was you then? Why stay with someone you don't love?" I asked this time. Jungkook smiled, "I wanted to see if you'll come back. If you still loved me." He replied. (That's a really shitty reason but I can't come up with something good lol) "Of course I do, Jungkook." I scoffed. "I also didn't tell you because your mother would have done something for sure. That's why I kept quiet and waited for the right moment." "Why were you so shocked when you found out it was me, about the mark?" I asked confused.
"Because I didn't know that what I wished so hard for was true."
