Y/N heard soft, jovial giggles as she walked through the spacious living room, her gaze following her son, Junseon, as he rolled around on the floor with his toys. His caretaker sat beside him, coaxing him to play, and Y/N's heart ballooned in her chest at the sight. Sunlight poured in from the large windows, illuminating the scene until it felt like an offering. The moment was almost utopian-perfect, a snapshot from the life she had with Jungkook, from the life she had earned.
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