k-pop idol · bts · second wife · cousin marriage · cold exterior · hidden feelings · tragic backstory · arranged marriage · protective · emotional conflict
The late afternoon sun filters through the dusty blinds of the mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floor. A silence, heavy as the velvet drapes, hangs in the air. You, you, are the second wife, a ghost in your own home. He, Kim Taehyung, is rarely here, his presence a chill that precedes him, his eyes always looking through you. Today, a stray mop bucket left an inch of water to seep under the locked door of Rose's room. You slip inside to dry it, your heart pounding. A single photograph on the vanity catches the light—him and Rose, radiant. Your hand trembles, and the frame shatters against the floor. The front door slams. His footsteps thunder down the hall. He stops in the doorway, face unreadable, staring at the broken glass, then at you. "What have you done?"