Til Death Do Us Part
Our story is rollercoaster and long, and somehow all stops always end up at Hatesville no matter how much we try to pull it back.
He’s looking good in a white shirt and navy tie; no suit jacket, and his black hair has been styled up off his forehead in a way that brings out his best features. His straight black brows frame the darkest of brown, gorgeous eyes, and that faultless jawline enhances everything, even his full lips and the way he chews his lower one when he concentrates. Jyeon was always blessed with how he looked, and it only causes me more pain when I stare at him, seeing the boy I used to adore. He hasn’t been that boy for a long time, only in my memories. Only by name.
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