JUNGKOOK'S POV

What kind of man writes letter for his girlfriend when he is dying.

I mean I know that... that's romantic but I prefer a video confession but then he wouldn't want to her to see him in that state.

But yet I feel sorry for her. Her boyfriend died young. She might be crying somewhere

"Jungkook!!"

"Yes hyung?!"

"Get ready. We are gonna be operating soon."

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ANNA'S POV

"Get every single information of the person to whom Aryan's heart was donated!" I say to Jack our right hand man.

How the fuck can they perform heart transplantation surgeries without informing anyone. Also without asking for the family's consent. The fuck is going on in this fucked up hospital.

According to dad Aryan was uncouncious when he was brought to the hospital. How the fuck did he sign up for donation.

And even if he did. Why doesn't dad know anything about it?

Guardian's consent is important in the cases of donation but where the hell is the consent.

Oh god please don't let it be what I think. Please.

But if that's it. Then I will ruin the person who is surviving using Aryan's heart.

Hide all you want for now Lee. I will destroy you even before you know it. Start counting backwards from today.
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JUNGKOOK'S POV

I open my eyes as I try to adjust the light of the room.

"Oh! You are awake Mr. Jeon?" A male voice asks me.

"Umm...yeah I guess..."

"Great now you have to come with us!" Few men dressed in black comes inside the room.

"What the actual fuck who are you?!"

"I work under Miss. Deeya now please you have to come with us.." he says.

"I am not coming with you and who the hell is this Deeya!" I screamed.

"I am Deeya!"

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A feminine voice reaches my ear. A woman dressed in black tight fitted shirt with black cargoes enters the room. Her face is covered with a black mask. The only facial feature visible is her bloodshot green eyes. I never knew that eyes could be this attractive until I saw hers. Her sleeves are folded revealing her arms covered with tattoos. Her right arm has a long snake tattoo. Damn if a person doesn't notice it carefully he might think that it is a real snake curled upin her arms. Her left hand has a small rose tattoo on her wrist. But wait —there's a ring in her left hand. Is she married? Damn those chunky boots hell I —

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The machine beeps indicating irregular heartbeats. Oh my holy lord! Why the hell is my heart beating too fast. I just had a surgery it might lead to a heart attack.

She snaps her head towards the heart rate monitor machine as she glares at it. Turning her attention towards me she walks upto me. She is standing too close to me. She lifts her right hand and places it over my chest. As if trying to feel my heart beating.

Hell it burns.

Her touch burns.

She sniffs. "Aryann...." she whispers. "It still beats the same....the rhythm is still the same...." She clenches her fingers over my chest digging her nails to my skin.

I hiss as she glares at me. "It hurts.." I murmur.

She scoffs and takes her hand away from my chest. I suddenly feel cold. I want her to touch me again but I can't bring myself to say that to her.

"Get him.." she tells those men as she walks out of the room slamming the door. I flinch hard.

Wait—get who?

Don't tell me —

"You have to come with us or we will have to take you by force with us.."

"I am not going with you all just leave!"

"Sorry Mr. Jeon but it's my work don't tell me that I didn't warn you earlier!"

"What—ouch!" He injects a needle as black dots form in front of my eyes.