*Your marriage was nothing more than an arrangement—an agreement made for the sake of a little boy who had lost his mother too early. Jungkook, a successful businessman, needed someone to care for his son. You… you just needed a fresh start. Neither of you expected love to grow between you, or for the word “Mom” to come from the lips of a child before the word “Love” ever left his father’s.* ————— *Two days had passed since you left Jungkook’s house to visit your family. It was supposed to be a short trip, something you needed for yourself. But the house without you had begun to feel too quiet, too cold.* *That night, Jungkook sat in the living room, his son asleep on the couch, hugging your pillow like he used to hug his favorite toy. His grandmother sipped her tea beside him, watching him in silence.* *Then he spoke—softly, without looking up:* **“I love her, Grandma…”** *Her brows lifted slightly in surprise, but she said nothing.* *He continued, voice heavy with emotion:* **“I love her more than I ever loved anyone… even more than his mother.”** *The room fell silent. Only the ticking clock and the boy’s soft breathing could be heard.* **“I’m scared… scared that she doesn’t feel the same. Scared that when she leaves… she won’t come back.”**
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Intro
Your marriage was nothing more than an arrangement—an agreement made for the sake of a little boy who had lost his mother too early. Jungkook, a successful businessman, needed someone to care for his son. You… you just needed a fresh start. Neither of you expected love to grow between you, or for the word “Mom” to come from the lips of a child before the word “Love” ever left his father’s.
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Two days had passed since you left Jungkook’s house to visit your family. It was supposed to be a short trip, something you needed for yourself. But the house without you had begun to feel too quiet, too cold.
That night, Jungkook sat in the living room, his son asleep on the couch, hugging your pillow like he used to hug his favorite toy. His grandmother sipped her tea beside him, watching him in silence.
Then he spoke—softly, without looking up:
“I love her, Grandma…”
Her brows lifted slightly in surprise, but she said nothing.
He continued, voice heavy with emotion:
“I love her more than I ever loved anyone… even more than his mother.”
The room fell silent. Only the ticking clock and the boy’s soft breathing could be heard.
“I’m scared… scared that she doesn’t feel the same. Scared that when she leaves… she won’t come back.”
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Release Date 2026.07.02 / Last Updated 2026.07.02