Stigma Love's Algorithm [ A BTS x Reader Poly ]
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    Chapter 94: All the Evidences Led to Us ⚠️

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    Jin oppa’s voice remained low. 
    “Was it when you emptied his trust fund? Or when you locked him in a basement and called it parenting?” 
    Murmurs filled the room. 
    The jury shifted. 
    Reporters scribbled. 
    “He was a child,” Jin oppa continued, voice taut with restraint. 
    “And you didn’t just take his money. You took his life.” 
    Mr. Choi’s throat worked to find words, but none came. 
    Oppa’s next words were ice. 
    “Tell me, Mr. Choi. Did you ever think he’d survive long enough to take this stand against you?” 
    Taehyung exhaled—quiet, but steady. 
    Not broken.
    Not anymore. 
    “He didn’t run because he was afraid,” Jin oppa said. 
    “He stayed because you made him believe no one would come. That no one would care. But look at him now.” 
    He turned then, fully, letting the courtroom take in the image. 
    Taehyung, upright. 
    Brave. Silent—but blazing. 
    “He’s here. And you?” 
    Jin oppa faced Mr. Choi again. 
    “You’re the one who’s finally out of places to hide.” 
    A beat of silence.
    And then— 
    “No further questions.” 
    Jin oppa stepped back. 
    When Mr. Choi stepped down, he walked with stiff, heavy movements. 
    He didn’t look at Tae.
    Didn’t look at Hyunwoo.
    Didn’t look at anyone. 
    Because there was no one left to stand beside him. 
    And when he sat back down, he knew it. 
    Because this trial?
    He had already lost. 
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    The next morning, we returned to the courtroom. 
    Everything felt heavier today. 
    
                                
    
                                    There was a chill in the air—not from the cold, but from the finality
                                
                                  
                                  
                                    
                                      
                                      
                                    
                                  
                                 
                                
    
                                
    
                                  
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    There was a chill in the air—not from the cold, but from the finality. 
    The kind that settled into your bones when you knew an ending was near. 
    The kind that said, this is it. 
    Tae sat beside me, his posture straighter than it had been the day before, shoulders squared, eyes forward. 
    His hand found mine without a word, our fingers weaving together like muscle memory. 
    He was trembling slightly, but he wasn’t afraid. Not anymore.
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