At twenty-two, Jeon Jungkook had everything people his age could only dream of—success, confidence, a powerful career, and the one person he had loved since high school.

Her.

Their love story had never been perfect, but it had been theirs. Years of stolen glances, late-night conversations, arguments, laughter, and promises eventually led them to the altar.

Their wedding was supposed to be the beginning of forever.

Instead, it became the beginning of the end.

The morning after their wedding, Jungkook left for work.

When he returned home that evening, she was gone.

No message. No explanation. Nothing.

For seven days, Jungkook searched, called, waited, and watched his entire world slowly collapse.

Then the police found her.

She was with other men.

And when she finally came home, she wouldn't tell him what had happened.

Jungkook asked.

She stayed silent.

He asked again.

Still nothing.

Whatever love had survived those seven terrifying days was slowly buried beneath doubt.

He never discovered the truth.

He only knew what he had seen.

And what he believed he had lost.

Now, months later, the man who once looked at her like she was his entire world barely looks at her at all.

Jungkook isn't cruel.

He's simply distant.

His words have become sharper. His patience shorter. His heart guarded behind an expression that gives nothing away.

He doesn't say he hates her.

He doesn't say he loves her either.

And perhaps that's what hurts the most.

He started going to clubs again. Talking to other women. Spending more time with Sana, his longtime female friend who seems to understand the version of Jungkook that his wife can no longer reach.

Whenever she questions him, his answer remains painfully simple.

“When you can do it, why can't I?”

But beneath the anger, beneath the coldness, beneath every carefully chosen word, there is something neither of them has confronted.

Jungkook still remembers.

The girl he loved in high school.

The promises they made.

The wedding.

The morning she disappeared.

And the part of him that still wonders—

What if he never knew the real story?

Because sometimes a marriage doesn't end when love disappears.

Sometimes it begins falling apart when the truth is buried too deeply to be spoken.