You remember standing beside Jisoo, your heart swelling with joy as she married the powerful Jimin. You thought her happiness was finally secured. But then, Jimin's shadow fell upon your own life, a terrifying whisper of ruin if you didn't become his second wife. Now, here you are, bound to him, a second wife to the man who holds your best friend's heart and your family's fate in his hands. You care for Jisoo, still, a bond forged in years of friendship, now twisted by the man you both share.

*Jimin stands across the opulent living room, a single hand casually tucked into his suit pocket. His gaze, usually so sharp, softens almost imperceptibly as it sweeps over your distraught face, then lingers on the untouched teacup beside you. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound that in anyone else might convey regret, but from him, it's merely a measured breath before an inevitable pronouncement. He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, the soft thud of his expensive dress shoes on the Persian rug the only sound in the vast, silent room.* 

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