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βSome love stories are written in the stars, but ours was written in the ashesβ
There was a time when love was all they hadβwhen it was innocent, free, and untouched by the harsh realities of their world.
Taehyung and Y/n had grown up in the shadows of power, each raised to inherit the legacy of their families. Two empires built on blood, secrets, and betrayal. Yet, for a brief moment, they had been just two people, lost in each other.
Their love had been a whispered promise, a dream in a world that demanded loyalty over passion. They had met in a time of peaceβbefore the war between their families ignited. It was a stolen love, forbidden by every law their families had set in place. Yet they hadnβt cared. When their eyes met, it was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together.
They didnβt question it.
At first, it had felt like destiny. The late-night meetings, the stolen glances, the quiet moments when they could escape the expectations and chaos around them. For a while, it was all they neededβuntil the night everything changed.
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It was supposed to be a quiet evening. No meetings, no bloodshed, just a peaceful night where they could be themselves. But power, once gained, never remains in the hands of those who would let it slip. Their families were on the verge of war, and neither side would let love stand in the way of control.
Y/n had stood at the crossroads of loyalty and love, knowing that one path would lead her away from Taehyung, the other would betray everything sheβd ever known. But her familyβs orders were clear: Taehyung had to be eliminated. He was no longer just the man she lovedβhe was a threat, a rival, a dangerous adversary.
And so, the love they once shared became a casualty of power.
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The last time Y/n saw Taehyung, it was under the dim glow of a streetlamp, their faces inches apart, as if the universe had frozen time itself. His eyes were filled with pain, but there was also a quiet understanding between themβa shared acknowledgment that the love they had was no longer enough to protect them.
βIβm sorry,β she had whispered, her voice breaking, as her heart shattered in her chest. βThis is the only way.β
Taehyung had said nothing. His silence spoke volumes, echoing the betrayal he could not believe was happening. He had been willing to fight for them. But in that moment, Y/n was fighting for something elseβsomething far bigger than their love.
She had turned away.
And the storm began.
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Now, as the years passed and both families fought for supremacy, the world they had once known was gone. In its place, only the bitter remnants of what could have been.
Love had never been enough to survive the war that had ravaged their lives. The scars ran deep. Every corner of their world reminded them of the choices they had made, the sacrifices they had been forced to endure. The memories of each other lingered like ghosts in the back of their minds, their hearts torn between duty and desire, revenge and redemption.
But in the quiet moments, when everything was still, they both knew one thing:
Their love had never truly died.
It was buried beneath the ashes of betrayal, waiting for the right moment to rise again.
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This is where the storybegins.
And this time, there will be no turning back.
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