Sincerely | k.th.

29. Letter

This can't be my life right now.

Leaning back with my head against the seat, I pondered foolish thoughts and intents. Trying to convince myself that it was a lie. That I would be waking up from this dream at any moment, getting up from a long sleep and preparing myself for the work day.

This just isn't real.

"Fiancée. She's my fiancée."

It can't be...

"How long have you been in this engagement?"

"Since I was twenty-one."

"Oh! Seven years...and not a word about it."

A seven year engagement he kept from me along with a beanstalk of other lies that followed. How could he do this? How could he not tell me what was happening?

"Kye...I love you. I want to marry you. You're the one for me and that was something I couldn't tell you in a letter. I needed to tell you face to face."

A sniffle escapes me before I could stop it. I don't even know what to think and honestly I don't think I care at the moment. I just want to wake up from this nightmare.

The stopping of car jolted me from my thoughts. Glancing out at the window, I noticed we arrived at a hangar. I was hit with an immediate motion sickness.

The passenger door opened and Yoongi greeted me. It was very nice of him to bring me here but something tells me this was already preordained. Taehyung most likely anticipated my reaction and put a plan B in place.

Just the thought of this broke my heart more.

He helped me out of the car before grabbing my luggage. I sighed noticing I'm leaving the same way I came in, on Taehyung's private jet, minus Taehyung.

Yoongi approached me, the handle of my luggage gripped tightly to him. My gaze lowered in embarrassment.

"You don't have to be ashamed Kye." He spoke as if he read my thoughts. "Taehyung doesn't blame you for the way you reacted. He's just as heartbroken as you are."

I lifted my teary gaze to Yoongi who gave me a tiny smile before he handed me an envelope.

"Taehyung wanted me to give this to you."

I received it, mostly likely a letter. Maybe his last one to me.

"Also this." Yoongi offered me a small box of motion sickness patches. Even hurt and apart, he's still caring.

"Thank you Yoongi."

He nodded as he handed my luggage off to be boarded. I placed the letter in my bag while staring out onto the small stairway against the plane.

"So what's your role?" I turned to him, wondering while my lips quivered before more tears fell.

Yoongi's smile toward me made me nervous, as if I asked a silly question. Honestly, if anyone is silly here it's me.

Ignorant to the truth and hidden in the dark.

I feel like the biggest fool on this planet.

"I was hired as Taehyung's personal adviser when he turned twenty-one. I've been helping him fix the mess his family almost created." Yoongi explained.

"Almost?" This stuck out more than his explanation.

"Read his letter Kye." Yoongi stated before he gestured me toward the stairs.

I nodded while gripping onto my bag and proceeded to the stairway.

_______

After settling and surviving takeoff, I decided to torture myself now and shed the remaining tears I have left by reading Taehyung's letter. I took a deep breath, unknowing what lied ahead but bracing myself for the unexpected.