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Taehyung's POV
Still June 29, 2020

Amy left in a hurry, leaving me confused and longing for her loving touch. I came back home as if in a trance and flopped on the couch, unable to fathom a proper reason for her actions and words.

What made her do this? She is not the kind of person to let go so easily. She was definitely hiding something from me. What was it? If Ah Ra was not the problem, then what could it be?

I texted her, and she didn’t read it. My head hurt as if a few nuclear bombs had exploded within my skull. Entering my bedroom, I undressed and went to take a shower.

Everywhere that I saw reminded me of Amy—the kitchen, the dining table, the couch, my bed, even my own body reminded me of her.

After the shower, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The one-day old love marks on my neck and chest were staring back at me. I delicately ran my fingertips over the marks. It hurt my heart to think that she wouldn't be leaving any more of those on me anytime soon. My heart ached to see her and hold her, and my body longed for her touch and her love.

I cried all alone.

Wearing Amy's sweater, I drifted off to sleep.

June 30, 2020

I texted her this morning, and she read all my text messages but didn't reply. It was frustrating and left me clueless to say the least. I called her a few times too, and obviously she didn't answer my calls as well.

What do I do? How would I know why she is doing this? Surely there must be a reason. She must have told everything to Jay. Should I meet up and ask her? But I have no idea where Jay works.

Feeling utterly confused, annoyed, distraught and lost, I was lying like a lifeless blob on the couch when my phone rang. Eagerly grabbing the phone, hoping it was Amy, I saw that the call was from the unsaved number that belonged to Ah Ra.

Ugh! What does she want now?

Even the thought of hearing any voice that wasn't Amy's irritated me. I didn’t bother to answer her call, and in a while, it got disconnected on its own, and it was immediately followed by a text from her. Throwing my phone in a corner, I didn't bother to read the texts from her. I only wanted to set things back to normal between me and Amy. Nothing else was on my mind.

Spending an entire day thinking only about Amy and everything that happened, I decided that she would surely miss me as much as I missed her. She would reply to my texts soon. We were so deep in love, and it was not a dream or a joke.

I trusted our love more than anything else.

July 1, 2020
Amy's POV

Staying at home didn't help one bit; I missed him like hell, and every inch of my mind, body and heart longed to be with him. Every moment we spent with each other was true. Taehyung occupied all my thoughts, and I just couldn't bring myself to think of anything else.

I finally made up my mind that some distraction would help me get over this and decided that going to work would be a better option than staying at home and letting my messed-up mind hallucinate things.

Jul 15, 2020

The past couple of weeks were full of tears. While at work, I survived like a zombie, and back at home, I ugly cried myself to sleep each night. I couldn't eat well. Surely my love for him was true. I didn't want his name and fame to be tarnished for my selfishness, and I kept telling myself each day that I did the right thing, but to no avail. Nothing changed.

I missed him more with each passing day. Taehyung kept sending me texts every day, and I read them all but didn't reply. He missed me too.

My tears wouldn't stop.

It was much harder than I thought. I would always love him with all my heart, and all I wanted was for him to be successful and live honorably. Eventually, he would find his happiness too and get over everything. I would still love him and support him no matter what.

July 17, 2020
Taehyung's POV

I lived my life as if my whole world came to a halt, unable to eat or sleep well. Living alone wasn't helping, and I didn't want to meet anyone. Work was sparse, and that wasn't helping much either.

My days were all about missing Amy and crying in bed, and my nights seemed like unending darkness. My dreams were all about her...about us. This was pure torture.

I was stuck in life. I wanted Amy back in my life, and I wanted to live happily with her, but all I could do was cry alone.

The doorbell rang, adding to the ache inside my head. Wiping away my tears, I opened the door, and I was met by Jimin and Jungkook. I stood wearing just my pyjama pants.

"What the...?? Taehyungie just look at you!" Jimin gasped, his eyebrows shooting upwards in shock, and his eyes rounding in disbelief of my pathetic appearance.

"Hyung, let's go in first," said Jungkook, and the three of us entered the house closing the door behind us.

Jimin held me by my shoulders and said,
"Taehyungie, what's all this mess? You haven't shaved or showered. Did you at least eat? You look miserable," he declared conclusively.

"Hyung, let's talk once you shower and eat something. Please go now... and please shave your stubble," Jungkook said, pushing me into my room. I reluctantly picked up a towel and went to shower.

When I came back, the two had set some food on the table and were waiting for me.

"Hyung, you look so much better now. Eat up. We got jjajangmyeon for you," Jungkook said and passed me my chopsticks.

We ate in silence, and although I was starving, I couldn't eat well. Once we were done, Jungkook cleared the dishes, and we shifted to the couch.

"Taehyungie, you don't seem okay. Why have you not been answering any calls or replying to texts? What happened?" Jimin worriedly asked me.

"I was going through something," I replied softly, not wanting to talk of an issue that I had absolutely no clarity about.

Jimin clicked his tongue in frustration.
"Going through what? PMS? Don't do this, Taehyung. You should tell at least one of us what is wrong. Otherwise, how can we help you? We could at least cry together with you. Why do you want to cry and suffer alone?" He sulked and scolded me.

"I haven't been crying," I said looking at the floor, already feeling more tears building up and getting ready to spill out of my eyes.

"Hyung, that's a lie. Your eyes were so puffy and red when we came in. Please tell what it is... is it something about Amy?" Jungkook prodded, and I remained silent for a while, but my emotions overwhelmed, and I felt as if I might burst out at any moment.

"Taehyungie..." Jimin kneeled down in front of me and held my shoulders as he spoke softly.

"Share with us. You might feel better," he gently brushed my hair away from my forehead.

I was in tears already.

Jimin hugged me, his voice softened. "Taehyung, whatever it is, it will be alright. You can cry until you feel lighter," he stroked my back and spoke in a comforting manner. I broke down on his shoulders, unable to hold it in anymore. Jungkook sat beside me, stroking my back and patting me, letting me know they were always here for me.

I was thankful that they came, and after crying until I felt exhausted, I finally decided to talk. I told them everything that happened between us since that Sunday we met, and they listened without interrupting me.

Finally, Jungkook spoke,
"Hyung, if Amy is still reading your texts, it means she's still thinking about you. It must be hard for her too. Think about it. There should definitely be a reason behind this."

Jimin nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, you were both together the previous night, and the next day she says things like this, it is definitely not okay. Something must have happened. Do you think Ah Ra did something?" He looked at me questioningly.

My eyes lifted to look at them.
"She doesn't know that Amy and I are dating. I only told her that I've moved on. I didn't give her any details," I stated confidently.

Just then my phone rang, and it was Ah Ra. Jimin grabbed my phone and saw the number.
"Is this someone you know?" He asked, his finger hovering above the screen of my phone, his eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"It's Ah Ra," I said bluntly.

"Why is she calling? Didn't you both end everything?" He raised his eyebrows, his tone edging suspicion.

"We did, and I have no idea why she's calling and texting me. I haven't returned any of her calls or texts," I shrugged weakly, having no energy to discuss irrelevant things at the moment.

My phone stopped ringing, and then Jimin opened and read all the texts that she had sent me.

"Taehyungie, this definitely seems suspicious to me. She says she wants to get back with you. All of her texts are that way. Are you sure she doesn't know about Amy?" He asked again, sounding almost fully convinced that Ah Ra had something to do with the events at hand.

"How would she know?" I asked, confusion painted all over my face and voice.

"Hyung, it's not as difficult as you think. You've been going out with Amy to public places too. She might have spied on you. She's highly capable," Jungkook declared confidently.

I was shocked. Sitting upright, I looked at them both already having their eyes fixed on me.
"What? Could she have done that?" I took my phone from Jimin and scrolled through her texts. They did seem suspicious. She said things like we had similar lives, and we were meant to be together, and that I should never settle for anything mediocre.

Was she hinting at my relationship with Amy? How do I confirm this?

"What do I do now? How can I confirm this?" I asked them both.

"There's only one way..." they both chorused together.

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