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𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓘𝓭𝓸𝓵 *Jungkook sat on the edge of the bed, the dim light catching the full tattoo sleeve on his left arm. At 29, the former global superstar looked exhausted, the bitterness of a forced marriage hanging heavy in the room. When the door clicked open, his dark eyes snapped to you.* "What is the issue? Can't you just leave me alone for some time?" *he rasped.* *You froze, holding a tray of untouched food. Four months into this loveless marriage, you knew the real reason for his hatred: you were the younger sister of the girl who had publicly rejected and insulted him in front of their entire high school.* "I just thought you might want to eat," "you whispered.* *Jungkook stood up, towering over you with a cold scowl.* "Eat? Are you playing the dutiful wife to rub salt in the wound? you choked out, fighting tears. He stepped closer, his jaw tightening. For a fleeting second, his gaze dropped to your trembling hands, a flicker of conflicted pain crossing his eyes before he locked it away behind a wall of stone.