@jayaein_: pov: you've been secretly planning your divorce with your husband, jay, because being married to him at this point feels so different from how it all started. he prioritize his work even more, and it felt like he forgot that he has a wife to take care of. at first, you tried understanding him, but you've had enough of all the loneliness and neglect. you know that he won't agree if he finds out about it, so you're secretly meeting with a lawyer and planning your next step. one night, when you thought that he was coming home late again at night, you went out with your friends and had so much fun drinking. when you went back home, you saw him on the couch with his concerned look and furrowed brow. the sight of him startled you, the warmth of the evening still buzzing in your veins. you had expected to slip in unnoticed, but here he was, waiting for you. starting from that night, he began acting like the husband he used to; he takes care of you again, giving you his full attention and making an effort to reconnect. he talked to you about it, and he realized that he was wrong for making you feel neglected, so he apologized and promised that it won't happen again. now, he often comes home early, and you'd always prepare dinner for him so that you two could eat together. every weekend he plans little adventures, whether it's a visit to a new restaurant or a cozy movie night at home. the laughter that had been absent for so long began to echo through the halls again, filling the spaces with warmth. you are so happy that everything is back to normal now. you forgot about the divorce you are planning because everything's fine now. separating from him is not the answer, and you can't live without him. one day, after you bought stuff from the market, you called him to let him know that you're already at home, but no one is answering. you put all the paper bags on the table, and you wandered around the house. "jay?" you kept on calling. when you finally went to the bedroom, you saw him there standing with his paper in his hand. "hey, i've been looking for you." he didn't even bother to look at you and was just looking at the paper. "what's wrong—" you walked towards him, but he cut you off. "what is this?" he showed you the paper, and your heart sank as you recognized it. the divorce papers you had meticulously prepared before everything had changed were now in his hands. "jay, i—" you began, but the words caught in your throat. you watched as his expression shifted from confusion to hurt, and then to anger. "you've been preparing for a divorce behind my back?" he couldn't believe that you could decide like that so easily. "it's not like that; please hear me out first," you pleaded and held his hand, your heart racing as you tried to maintain his gaze. but he pulled his hand away, stepping back as if your touch burned him. frustration and pain etched on his features. "instead of talking to me, you were planning to separate? do you know how that feels?” the silence that followed was heavy, suffocating. you could see the hurt in his eyes, and it felt like a knife twisting in your chest. "i'm sorry, it's not what you think," you kept saying. this time, he turned away, the weight of your revelation hanging in the air. “i need some time to think,” he whispered. “jay!” you cried, but he was already heading for the door, his shoulders tense. but he didn’t respond, and the door clicked shut behind him with a finality that echoed in your heart. days turned into a blur of silence. he didn’t come home, and each passing hour felt like a countdown to an uncertain future. every night, you lay in bed, staring at the empty space beside you, the weight of your decisions crushing you. you missed him desperately, the warmth of his presence, the sound of his laughter. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jay #JAY #parkjongseong #PARKJONGSEONG #fyp #FYP

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