"I can't look at you," his voice trembled with a painful vulnerability, "And not remember the sweet betrayal, Y/N,"
"I am sorry for betraying you, Jungkook"
"You hurt me, Y/N," his words stood as a testament to the wounds that had deeply scarred his...
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❀It was his love that mended her to feel like a queen— Unmasking her pain❀
🥀•Chapter Thirty-Seven•🥀
"I believe it would be helpful for you to see a psychiatrist," he confessed.
Y/N's heart raced and her mind tried to grasp the seriousness of what he was suggesting. It was a sensitive topic that touched on her emotions and mental well-being.
Y/N's voice shook as she spoke, showing her vulnerability. "Why do you think I should see a psychiatrist?" she asked, her voice soft but with a hint of worry.
Jungkook's face softened he took a step closer, trying to bridge the emotional distance that had momentarily separated them.
"Y/N, my love," he began, his tone showing a rare vulnerability, "I've noticed how heavy your burdens are, and how sometimes your smile is affected by shadows. It hurts me to see you struggle and see the toll it takes on your well-being."
"I believe that seeing a doctor could give you the tools to deal with the challenges that weigh on you," he continued, his voice gentle but determined. "It's not a sign of weakness, baby, but rather a testament to your strength—the strength to confront your difficulties and come out even stronger."
Y/N let out a tense sigh, blending with the charged atmosphere around them. His words deeply resonated with her, stirring up a mix of emotions like a stormy sea.
An uneasy feeling lingered in the air, mingling with the faint scent of jasmine from a vase of freshly cut flowers nearby.
Her husband's suggestion echoed in her ears, and she couldn't help but consider the truth behind his concerns. Maybe, she thought, it was time to see the doctor again, to have a thorough examination, and perhaps try a more advanced version of her prescribed medications.
But then, her thoughts suddenly changed direction, like a gust of wind. A troubling idea took hold of her, pulling at her consciousness. What if Jungkook's insistence on her well-being had less to do with genuine concern and more to do with fear?
Fear of her, of what she had become.
"I will arrange for a private doctor from the mafia to take care of you discreetly," Jungkook's voice broke through the tension, his words filled with a mix of protectiveness and caution. He nervously licked his lips. "No one will know. Your safety is the most important thing, and we can't afford any risks."
Y/N scoffed, expressing skepticism and a touch of bitterness. "So now you're afraid of me," she said, accusingly. She watched as Jungkook shook his head, desperately trying to explain his true intentions. But when their eyes met, he widened his eyes in realization.
