CHAPTER 16

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Jungkook hadn’t moved an inch in the last two hours. He sat at your bedside, one hand wrapped tightly around yours, the other gently brushing away strands of hair sticking to your fever-slick forehead. His jaw was tight, his eyes stormy—anger simmering under the crushing weight of worry. Every minute felt like an eternity as he watched your chest rise and fall, shallow and uneven.