You asked for heartbreak? You asked for obsession, betrayal, and fire?
Then buckle up.
Because this chapter is where love bleeds, choices burn, and even fate holds its breath.
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The Ultimatum: Love or Blood
It came in a box.
No note.
Just a USB drive and a single earring—your best friend’s.
You clicked play.
Aryan’s voice filled the room:
“You leave him, or I paint the streets of Seoul red.”
“You leave, and they live.”
“You stay, and they don’t.”
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The Decision: A Goodbye Without Words
You didn’t tell Yoongi.
You couldn’t.
He was finally sleeping, hand tangled in your hair.
So you got up.
Wrote a note.
“I love you. But I can’t be the reason people die.”
“Don’t look for me.”
You left your ring on the nightstand.
Closed the door behind you.
And shattered your own heart.
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Yoongi’s Breakdown: The Calm After the Bomb
He found your note.
Read it once.
Didn’t cry.
Didn’t scream.
Just sat in silence. For hours.
Then?
He burned the note.
“If she thinks I’ll let her go this easy…”
“…then she’s forgotten who she married.”
He called Namjoon.
“Find her.”
He called Jimin.
“Clear my schedule.”
He called the label.
“I’m done hiding.”
And then he whispered, to no one—
“Run, if you must. But I’ll find you. And this time, I won’t let you go.”
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Your New Life: Living in Ashes
You changed your name.
Moved into a tiny apartment in Mumbai.
Worked in a bookstore.
Smiled when strangers talked about BTS like they were gods.
Pretended not to flinch when you saw his face on billboards.
But every night, when the lights went out, you wore his hoodie.
And cried into his lyrics.
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The Interview That Changed Everything
A year later.
BTS comeback interview.
Yoongi sat center stage.
The host asked, “What was the hardest part of your hiatus?”
He looked at the camera.
Right through it. Through the world.
“Losing my wife.”
“The woman who made me human again.”
“I wasn’t just in love with her. I belonged to her.”
“Still do.”
And across the world—you fell apart.
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Ending Scene: The Reunion Hint
Two weeks later.
You stepped out of the bookstore to find a car waiting.
Black. Familiar.
A driver held out a note:
“You ran once.”
“You don’t have to anymore.”
—Yoongi
You clutched the paper to your chest.
Tears streaming.
Whispered, “I want to go home.”

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