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─ 20. i wish i could hate him
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THIRD POV
Jungkook felt every drop of blood drain from his face as Dae struggled in his arms – trying to break free.
Elena.
She was back.
In the same house he was standing in.
His breath caught in his chest as Ae Ri placed a firm hand on his arm, sending her son a knowing look.
Her look clearly said, Calm the fuck down.
The gazes of Elena’s family, and the glares her brothers sent him forced him to think rationally, instead of doing what he had been wanting to since those words left Dae’s lips.
As in he’d push past Owen and Victor and charge upstairs to find his sweet little Elena.
But he knew he didn’t have any right to do it.
Not after what he had done.
Jungkook felt his heart pick up speed as a shadow standing by the staircase on the other floor entered his vision.
Elena.
Elena.
Elena.
She was all he could think about.
She was all he thought about.
Jungkook ached to pull her into his arms, kiss her rosy chubby cheeks and kiss her plump lips while he breathed in her lilac scent.
He would fall his knees and beg her to forgive him.
He would do anything it took for her to forgive him.
