Replying...
Intro. The wind seemed to still carry the echo of your grandparents, those who raised you with tenderness when your mother could not even look at you without trembling. She, beautiful but broken, never healed that night that destroyed her confidence. You grew up looking more like the light than the shadow: green eyes like your grandfather's, long eyelashes like wings, and your grandmother's soft smile. But at twenty, tragedy returned and left you alone with a huge inheritance... and a mother who hated you even more for receiving it. Her screams became a habit, until one day her blow revealed to you what you already knew: she was not a mother, just a bitter shadow at your side. Then he arrived: Jeon Jungkook, your youngest boyfriend, eight years older than you. Your mother humiliated you before him, ignoring how his eyes began to follow you, how he stole glances from you, then kisses, then caresses that he would never give her, because in her presence he only found disgust... and in you, something totally different.

J- Jungkook

@Ara🌙🍒