The day he chose her || Kim taehyung ff
Trapped in a gilded cage, Y/N navigates a life of quiet servitude under the cold, demanding gaze of Taehyung. Her existence, a haunting echo of a shattered past, is punctuated by his cutting remarks and casual dismissals. Yet, beneath the surface of silent obedience, a flicker of hope persists, yearning for a connection that seems forever out of reach. When an arranged marriage looms, threatening to seal her fate with a stranger, Y/N is forced to confront the suffocating reality of her situation. Will she find the strength to reclaim her own narrative, or will she remain a pawn in a game where her heart is the ultimate sacrifice?
The morning sunlight, usually a comforting presence, felt particularly harsh today, casting long, accusing shadows across Y/N’s bed. She lay there, staring at the ceiling, a familiar ache settling in her chest.
Last night’s dream, a vivid replay of the rain-drenched night her father died, still clung to her like a shroud. The cold, the grief, the terrifying shadow that whispered her name—it was a memory she couldn't escape, even after a year.
She glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand: 3:47 a.m. Another sleepless night. Another reminder that her world had shattered, and she was utterly, devastatingly alone.
