Dear Jungkook,
I'm sorry for my outburst, but the very thought of having to spend another 30 days without you is just depressing. Mother is already stressing me out with details about the wedding, and she's making me go for all these fittings and making me write invitations (truthfully, I just chuck them under my pile of books and ignore them). I don't even want to get married. I haven't even gotten to know Taehyung that well.
Which reminds me, do you remember how we met?
I met you at the lake, remember? You were painting the view and I was basking in the peaceful serenity of the place. It was really an accident, wasn't it? Just think, if the wind hadn't blown your painting away and it hadn't landed near the spot I was, we wouldn't have met.
It was fate, wasn't it? Fate brought us together, and I'm willing to bet fate dictates that we will stay together. Forever. If fate says otherwise, I really don't know what I'd do without you.
Forty days. I could last ten days without you, I could last fifteen, maybe twenty. But forty is just... too long! Oh, do say that you'll come back home early! I'm afraid I might not last forty days without you.
Love,
Lisa.
P.S: It's day twelve, and I'm holding up, but barely.
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Fanfiction"So please, don't leave me. Say you'll stay with me forever and ever and ever. And we'll live happily ever after." She always thought that love conquered everything. But it seems that fate has other plans for them.
