Too Late Mr. Park

"Why?"

Y/N remained silent.

The noise around them faded into the background.

He took another step.

"This is what you always wanted."

His voice was lower this time.

"No more hiding."

His eyes searched hers desperately.

"Making our marriage public."

A pause.

"What changed?"

For a moment, she simply looked at him.

Then she let out a quiet breath and folded her arms across her chest.

A habit she had developed after she stopped letting people see her heart.

A small smile touched her lips.

Not warm.

Not cold.

Just... tired.

"Three years changed."

The words landed harder than any accusation.

Harder than anger.

Harder than tears.

Because they were true.

Y/N lowered her gaze for a brief second before looking back at him.

And for the first time, Park Jimin saw no hope left in her eyes.

Only acceptance.

Only goodbye.

She smiled softly.

"Too late, Mr. Park."

🦋

She spent three years chasing his heart.

The moment she stopped...

He started running after hers.