Jungkook knelt slowly, his movements deliberate and reverent, as if he were in the presence of something sacred. His gaze traveled to Y/N's bare feet, bruised and worn, a painful testament to all she had endured. He reached out, his hand trembling as he gently took her foot in his palm, and, without a word, he lowered his head, pressing a tender kiss against her skin. It was a gesture of devotion, of respect, and of a profound love that words could never capture.

As his lips brushed against her feet, a single tear slipped from his eye, falling onto her skin like a silent vow. He clenched his jaw, feeling the raw, unyielding resolve harden within him. This was not just about vengeance. It was about justice—for her, for their child, for the life they’d been robbed of. In that moment, he felt the weight of the oath he was about to make, one that he would carry until his last breath.