It was around 10 in the morning. The room was a vision of elegance, with its ornate decorations and a massive mirror that reflected the scene of a young girl getting ready.

She looked stunning in her elegant white bridal gown, her natural beauty enhanced by the light touch of makeup that adorned her face. Her hair was styled in a messy bun, adorned with minimal hair accessories and crowned with a beautiful tiara.

Yes, it was her wedding day. Everything seemed perfect. Except for one thing. There was no smile on the bride's face. Was she happy? Yes? Maybe?

A faint smile played on her lips as she remembered the face of that one certain someone for whom she was doing all of this. She glanced at herself in the mirror, almost ready. The necklace was missing. A maid promptly arrived, placing a stunning diamond necklace around her neck, perfectly matching her dress and adding a touch of elegance.

Now, one last thing remained: the veil. Later two maids entered the room, carefully carrying the long veil. They gently placed it over her head, covering her hair, and completing her bridal look.

This is Taehyung. It's her wedding day, the day she had dreamed about since she was a little girl. Yet the beautiful bride is not happy. Her eyes, usually so bright and full of life, were now clouded with uncertainty. Despite the perfect setting, the stunning gown, and the meticulous preparations, something was missing. The smile that should have been effortlessly gracing her lips was nowhere to be found. Instead, her expression was a mix of anxiety and melancholy, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Taehyung took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. She turned to the maids, her voice soft yet firm.

The maids nodded and quietly left the room, closing the door behind them. The silence settled in, giving Taehyung the space she needed. She stared at her reflection, her mind in turmoil.

Her thoughts drifted to someone Dear.

After some time, she heard a knock on the door. She calmed herself and answered with a polite, yes.A lady entered the room and immediately rushed to her side, announcing,

Taehyung thought for a moment and suddenly cheered herself up. She happily moved towards the lady and skipped to the door. The decorations were top-notch, everything was what people would call #WeddingGoals - a dream wedding that anyone would die for. But for Taehyung, it was different.

As she walked out into the hallway, she noticed many servants and maids lined up to escort her.

As she continued walking, she saw a bunch of men rushing around. She stopped and tried to understand the commotion. She grabbed one of the men and asked what was going on.

Taehyung suddenly felt happiness rushing through her body. She internally squealed, thinking she didn't have to get married.

A maid handed her a bouquet of flowers, while she was staring at the flowers in her hand.

A maid handed her a bouquet of flowers. As she stared at the delicate petals in her hand, the scent of roses filling her senses, a sudden flurry of movement broke her trance. Without warning, a group of maids grabbed her by the arms, dragging her along with surprising force. Her heart pounded in her chest as she struggled to keep her balance, the bouquet clutched tightly in her hands. The grand hallway blurred around her, the ornate decorations and the distant sounds of wedding preparations becoming a whirlwind of chaos. She was the bride, yet here she was, being pulled towards an uncertain fate, her mind racing with a mix of fear and anticipation.

She finally reached the entrance of the aisle, where she saw the man - Mr. Kim who had forced her into this marriage, using the one person she held dear as leverage. For him, this wedding was nothing but a business deal or contract. Her father, Mr. Kim, rushed to his daughter's side as soon as she entered the aisle.

Soft, elegant music played in the background to welcome the bride. The anxious father took hold of his daughter's hand, as if afraid she might run away. It was just a wild thought of his - or maybe one of his many worries - because you can tame a wild tiger but not his dearest daughter, Taehyung.

As the music started playing, both father and daughter broke from their little bubble, where they were probably having a silent argument. Taehyung's focus shifted to the people gathered, everyone holding looks of adoration for the bride. Some young men had jealous looks and women had looks of envy. Why not? The person standing there at the aisle was so beautiful that men were jealous they couldn't get her, and women were envious because they couldn't match the bride's beauty.

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The music swelled, signaling the bride's entry. She stood at the entrance of the altar, every eye in the room fixed on her, scrutinizing her from head to toe. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation. She spotted her father, Mr. Kim, looking tense. Glancing around, she felt the weight of everyone's gaze, their sharp eyes calculating her every move. Amidst the sea of faces, her father approached, linking his arm with hers. In a quiet, urgent whisper, he said,

She forced a smile, her voice dripping with sarcasm, a hint of frustration lining her tone.

Her words were filled with frustration and exhaustion. She was tired of the drama, tired of her father. All she wanted was to run away. She had been happy before all this. Why now? Mr. Kim's grip tightened slightly as he continued,

She shot back, her whisper fierce,

The tension between them was palpable as they walked down the aisle, each step laden with unspoken words and suppressed emotions.

The wedding venue was filled with an excited buzz, but there was a noticeable issue: the groom was nowhere to be found. The bride, dazzling in her gown, stood at the altar, her smile wavering as she glanced at the empty space beside her. The guests began to murmur, sensing something was amiss. The wedding planner, ever the professional, quickly took control. She whispered to the officiant, who nodded and addressed the crowd.

The maid of honor seized the moment.

She suggested, raising her glass high. The guests, eager to keep the mood light, followed suit, clinking their glasses and toasting to the bride's radiance. The best man, trying to keep spirits high, cracked a joke.

Best Man1: Looks like our groom is taking his time to make sure he looks perfect for our stunning bride! Let's raise a toast to his sense of style. The guests laughed, and another round of toasts was made. As the minutes ticked by, the musicians struck up lively tunes, and the flower girls, sensing an opportunity, started a playful dance. Some guests joined in, turning the waiting period into an impromptu party. The bride, though nervous, began to relax and even joined the dance, her laughter infectious. Then, an idea sparked in her mind. However fun these dances were, she still needs to escape.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she made her way through the crowd, bouquet in hand. Spotting her father in the audience, she approached him.

She asked sweetly, handing him the bouquet. Her father, slightly bewildered but compliant, took the flowers. The bride then spotted her fluffy Pomeranian, Tannie, held by one of the family friends. She scooped up Tannie, cuddling him close. With a grin, she turned back to the altar, dog in arms.

She announced, raising her glass high. The guests, caught up in the hilarity, cheered and toasted Tannie, who barked in approval. Just as everyone was raising their glasses, the bride handed Tannie to her father, leaned in, and said,

With that, she lifted the hem of her gown and, in a burst of energy, sprinted down the aisle, her laughter ringing through the hall. The guests watched in stunned amazement as she dashed out of the grand doors, leaving her wedding-and the entire bewildering spectacle-behind. Mr. Kim stood shocked, watching his daughter escape the wedding. He handed the dog to one of the helpers and instructed his guards to chase and find her. Kim Taehyung, moving with surprising speed, quickly outpaced the guards, not giving them a chance to catch up. She darted through the grand hallways and up staircases, finally reaching an empty balcony. There, she saw she was surrounded, the guards having finally caught up to her. Glancing around, she realized there was no one else on the balcony and no obvious escape route. Thinking quickly, she slipped off her heels and held them in her hand. Without a moment's hesitation, she jumped from the balcony, skillfully using the supports to make her way down. Landing gracefully, she immediately sprinted toward the entrance staircase. As she burst into the fresh air outside, the bride felt an exhilarating sense of freedom. She hadn't just escaped a wedding; she had launched herself into a new adventure, full of laughter and endless possibilities. The guards, now panting and tired, struggled to keep up. They hadn't anticipated this seemingly delicate girl to be so fit and agile. Tae came out of her little happy bubble and glanced back, seeing the guards still in pursuit,

She was irritated, but in control—her anger edged with sarcasm and quiet confidence. The guards felt more like a nuisance than a real threat, and her mind stayed sharp, constantly calculating her next move. Beneath that, a flicker of frustration pushed her further. She refused to feel trapped—only more determined to escape and prove she couldn’t be contained.

Gaurds: Miss Kim, please. Stop.

She then again picked up her pace as she descended the wide entry staircase. Just then, a sleek black Mercedes Maybach S-Class pulled up to the entrance.

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