He was murdered, Tia.

"Please eat something you look pale" He brought the spoon with mushroom soup on to my lips however I had no appetite.

I shook my head and murmured "I don't feel like" and Jimin was quick to voice out his concern.

"We need to stay strong if not for ourselves than for Jisoo and not to forget you need to take care of your health" His word made me open my mouth as Taehyung fed me the soup.

I felt so sorry for Taehyung as I was causing him so much trouble. I hated how weak and fragile I had become mentally and physically.

Seeing tears welling up in my eyes, Taehyung stood up from his seat and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm fine" I tried to assure him but my weak voice gave my lies away.

I wasn't fine, I was hurting inside. My chest was constricting with every pump of the blood and there was nothing that was helping to soothe it down. Not even Taehyung's tender hugs were working.

Following the lunch, I went to the washroom and splashed water on my face to make my nauseousness go away.

I felt exhausted.

Taking a few deep breaths in, I fished

the phone out of my pocket and unlocked it to find a new message from Jisoo.

Jisoo

He was murdered, Tia. Somebody forced him to commit suicide.