Chapter 10

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Third person's pov

Jungkook stood in front of the ornate mirror, his reflection shrouded in the dimly lit room. He wore a breathtaking black gown that clung to his form like a second skin. The fabric was smooth as silk, flowing elegantly to the floor, accentuating his slender figure.

The intricately designed lace on the gown added a touch of timeless beauty. His fingers trembled slightly as they traced the delicate lace patterns on his veil, which gracefully framed his face.

Jungkook's outfit:

Jungkook's outfit:

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The room was filled with an air of tense anticipation, the only sound being the soft rustle of fabric as Jungkook adjusted his veil

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The room was filled with an air of tense anticipation, the only sound being the soft rustle of fabric as Jungkook adjusted his veil. His heart raced, not out of excitement, but out of a cocktail of emotions that swirled within him.

He'd never imagined himself in this situation, let alone dressed as a bride, about to marry a man he barely knew and certainly didn't love.

The door creaked open, and Mr. Jeon entered the room, dressed in a perfectly tailored tuxedo. His face bore the stern, unyielding expression that Jungkook had grown accustomed to over the years. There was an awkward silence as they both met each other's gaze in the mirror.

"Jungkook," Mr. Jeon's voice was devoid of any warmth, "It's time."

Jungkook clenched his fists, his nails digging into the delicate fabric of his gown, " Hmm."

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