Your PoV

I woke up panting and sweating heavily. I couldn't breathe, even the air around me felt tight. Where am I? I looked around but there was nothing. Just a bright white light surrounding me. I stood up and started running , too afraid to stop. I screamed and cried but no one answered. I kept running till my legs went limp and I dropped on my knees. I heard a voice from the front and I instantly looked up and saw people standing. All dressed in black. What ? What is happening. I stood up with difficulty and walked past the people who looked familiar. WAIT WHAT? I looked around and saw my friends and family standing there with their heads hung  low. I frantically ran to my mother who was crying her eyes out and was being consoled by Appa who himself was a crying mess "Eomma what happened? She did not look at me. "Eomma Appa please tell me what happened. I'm scared." I looked around and then it stuck me. "Eomma why are we in a cemetery?" I never knew when my eyes started to water. Why aren't they answering or looking at me? They kept looking at the front, my eyes followed their gaze and I ran to the front.
My heart pounded, a pain suddenly crept in my chest when my eyes fell on my husband who was weakly standing there with red eyes and a disheveled state while he was held tightly from his shoulders by his best friend for support. He looked devastated. A fear took upon me and my feet directed themselves towards him but came to a halt when I saw a cascade. My heart thudded as I feared to look inside, someone close to us has passed away. I dreaded to look inside but I peeked in and my heart stopped at the sight in front of me.
This can't be. How ? No No No please tell me this is a dream. There lay my body lifeless like it never had an ounce of life in it ever. Chapped lips, pale skin and a huge mark on my forehead and my hands. The wound was cleaned but it still looked like my head was hit really bad. My hand went up to my forehead and I felt the mark. A sudden pain arose in my head when the memories of the accident started creeping in.
Oh No I do remember. I left for my office in my car and suddenly the breaks of my car didn't work. I tried slowing down the vehicle but to no avail. I yelled and asked for help but there was no one. I tried unlocking the door to jump out before the car hit the magnificent tree but it was too late. The last thing I remember is how badly my car crashed into the tree and my head hit the steering wheel hard before my eyes closed forever.
Now I know why no one noticed me and responded to me when I was calling them. My legs lost the ability to stand and I fell. This can't be. I wanted to live. I wanted to live a happy life with my husband and create the best memories . I wanted to have kids and grandkids. I wanted to run my father's company and make it the best in Seoul. Why me ?
I stood up with much difficulty and went to my equally  lifeless husband. Tears kept flowing down my face not only coz I died but more because my husband was left alone. I promised I won't leave him ever. Only death can draw us apart and it did. My hand was shaking violently when it went up to touch his face but it didn't. It passed his face and I couldn't feel or touch him. I could see him but I couldn't feel him.
Looking at all my loved ones crying and nothing made my heart ache. It felt like the world was crumbling down. Everything was over. I tried to rub away his tears but couldn't. I cried his name but he couldn't listen. My voice was the only voice he wanted to listen to every morning, the first thing when he woke up and the last thing before he slept like he told me.
"I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry I left you. I wish I had a chance to live a life with you. I'm sorry Kookiee. Please don't cry. Please baby." I cried and pleaded to his wrecked figure.
They came to close the cascade and he fell on his knees crying uncontrollably. I crouched beside him. My heart felt like it was about to burst. Like I will die again. But how can I feel it even after I died ? Jimin rubbed his back and pulled him up in a hug. I knew I could always count on him. He was Kookie's best friend and was almost like a brother. They were never apart. I felt like I was third wheeling when I was with them. Good to know he didn't leave his side when Kookie had no one.

I reached our home, the atmosphere was cold as ice and the mourning continued. Our friends and family all left one after another, after consoling Kookie while his numb body didn't react to anything. He kept sitting lifeless on the sofa. Only Jimin was left with him as he refused to leave him alone. I was relieved because I was afraid of what he might do to himself if he was left alone. I crouched down beside him failing to stroke his legs to comfort him.
Jimin kept mum and there was complete silence in the room. Jungkook stood up and walked to our bed. He bent down and picked up the frame which had the picture of the two of us smiling. Our first date.
My eyes which were dried after crying too much started to water again. He caressed it lovingly and smiled looking at it. I wish only once, I could hug him. He rubbed his eyes dry harshly and sniffled once. His eyes which looked dead lighted up suddenly. His lips formed a devilish smirk. I was confused as I observed every muscle on his face carefully. "Ahh too much work." He spoke mischievously turning towards Jimin. "But now you are finally free Jungkook-ah" Jimin laughed a little before standing up and walked to Jungkook. Jungkook poked a finger at my picture "Gone too soon, Too bad" "tsk tsk tsk" his tongue made the clicking sound before he threw the frame across the room smashing it into pieces. "You'll be the owner of the company now. Congratulations Jungkook-ssi" Jimin hugged him. He pulled back to look at Kookie's serious expression "I tried Jimin but she never listened to me. I hinted her to many times to hand the company over to me but she never understood, she never listened to me. That stupid woman was to adament to give up the ownership of her father's company. If she wasn't so stubborn she would've been alive." I felt my insides burning. My cold blood suddenly boiled up. My eyes widened when the sudden realisation blew me off my feet. " Yeah Y/N was dumb. She should've understood, a women can't run a company better than a man. Forget it let's celebrate you'll be the new owner. But You made sure the driver doesn't spill the truth to anyone, right? ."
Jungkook smiled "of course I did Jiminie. I threatened him with his life. He will never dare to open that little filthy mouth of his ." My body jolted up in anger, disgust and hatred while my heart ached terribly. The man I trusted with my life, the only man I've loved all my life, my husband, killed me for what ? A mere company. All my sadness came crashing down and was replaced by wrath. "Ahh I'm tired of this crying shit. Aren't I a great actor?" Jungkook asked, raising one of his brows and a constant smile plastered on his face. "Oh my really Jungkook. For a moment I actually thought you were mourning for her. I was scared bro." Jimin saluted Jungkook . "You have wine right? Let's celebrate." Jimin excitedly held Jungkook's hand and dragged him to the bar which was at the end of the living room.
I stood up staring into nothing. My vision was blurred with the angry tears, my head was spinning, my breathing became heavy.
"You'll regret it Jungkook" I swore

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