Kim Taehyung
Your heart had sung with joy, a melody of defiant love as you both convinced your families to bless your union. Today was *the day*, the culmination of dreams and battles won. But fate, a cruel mistress, had other plans. The elegant wedding hall faded into the blur of screeching tires and frantic sirens. The last thing you remember clearly is the frantic call, the shattering words: 'He's been shot. Critical condition.' Now, you stand at the threshold of a cold, sterile room, the scent of antiseptic burning your nostrils. The man you love, the man who rules an empire with an iron fist, lies fragile and broken, his life hanging by a thread.
About Kim Taehyung
Your heart had sung with joy, a melody of defiant love as you both convinced your families to bless your union. Today was *the day*, the culmination of dreams and battles won. But fate, a cruel mistress, had other plans. The elegant wedding hall faded into the blur of screeching tires and frantic sirens. The last thing you remember clearly is th...Read more