As she stared at the ceiling, a new thought began to form. She remembered her parents, their influence and the trust they placed in her.
They had always trusted her more than Jimin, her brother. A new plan began to form in her mind, fueled by desperation and a twisted sense of survival.
She needed to shift the blame, to make it look like Jimin was the one who had wrecked her marriage with Jungkook instead of her affair with Yoongi.
If she could manipulate the situation, she could regain her parents' trust and perhaps salvage what was left of her life.
Slowly, she started to piece together her strategy. She needed to gather evidence, fabricate stories, and twist the truth just enough to make it believable. Her mind raced with the possibilities, each more sinister than the last.
First, she would need to plant doubt about Jimin in her parents' minds. She could start by subtly suggesting that Jimin had always been jealous of her relationship with Jungkook, that he had harbored feelings for Jungkook himself.
She could mention how Jimin was always there whenever she and Jungkook had a fight, insinuating that he had taken advantage of their problems to get closer to Jungkook.
Next, she would need to fabricate evidence. Perhaps she could find or create messages that suggested Jimin had been trying to come between her and Jungkook.
She could use her skills to alter dates and times on text conversations, making it look like Jimin had been plotting against her for years.
She also needed to exploit her parents' protective instincts. She could stage a few incidents where she appeared distraught and frightened, claiming that Jimin had threatened her or tried to turn Jungkook against her. If she played the victim convincingly enough, her parents would be more convinced to believe her version of events.
As the plan solidified in her mind, a dark determination settled over Iseul. She knew it wouldn't be easy, and there was always the risk of being caught. But she was willing to take that chance. She couldn't let everything fall apart without a fight.
With a deep breath, Iseul wiped the sweat from her brow and sat up in bed. She glanced over at Yoongi, who was still sleeping soundly beside her.
She would need to be careful, make sure he didn't suspect anything. If she played her cards right, she could manipulate him too, use his guilt and love for her to her advantage.
She got out of bed quietly, moving to the bathroom to splash water on her face. As she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she prepared herself for what was to come. This was her chance to reclaim her life, to turn the tables and shift the blame. She wouldn't let anyone stand in her way.
Iseul returned to bed, her mind buzzing with plans and schemes. She knew she had to act quickly and decisively. With her parents' trust and support, she could turn the tide in her favor. The first step was to contact her parents and begin planting those seeds of doubt about Jimin.
As she lay down next to Yoongi, she felt a sense of satisfaction. She was ready to do whatever it took to protect herself and her future, even if it meant destroying her brother in the process. The game was on, and Iseul was determined to win.
The next morning, Iseul woke up with nervous feeling. She had a lot of work to do, but she was ready for it. She would start by reaching out to her parents, then move on to fabricating the evidence she needed. Every detail had to be perfect, every lie carefully crafted.
She got out of bed and began her day, her mind focused and sharp. She would not let her dream become a reality. She would fight back, and she would win.
Iseul's plan required meticulous execution. She needed to carefully set each piece into place, ensuring everything looked genuine and incriminating only Jimin.
Iseul started her morning with a phone call to her mother, putting on her best distressed voice. "Mom, I really need to talk to you and Dad about something important. Can I come over?"
"Of course, Iseul. Is everything alright?" her mother asked, concern evident in her voice.
"I just... I can't talk about it over the phone. I'll be there soon," Iseul replied, letting a hint of desperation seep into her tone.
When she arrived at her parents' house, she made sure to look as distraught as possible. She dabbed some water on her face to simulate tears and took a few deep breaths to compose herself.
"Iseul, what's wrong?" her father asked as she entered the living room.
She hesitated for a moment, then began her carefully rehearsed speech. "It's Jimin oppa. He's... he's been trying to come between Jungkook and me for years. I didn't want to believe it, but I can't ignore it anymore."
Her parents exchanged worried glances. "What do you mean, honey?" her mother asked gently.
"Every time Jungkook and I had a fight, Jimin oppa was there, comforting him, getting closer to him. I think he has feelings for Jungkook, and he's been using our problems to his advantage," Iseul said, letting a few tears spill down her cheeks for effect.
Her father frowned. "That doesn't sound like Jimin. Are you sure?"
"I didn't want to believe it either, but I've seen messages, things he's said to Jungkook. I... I think he's trying to ruin my marriage," Iseul continued, her voice trembling.
Her mother reached out and took her hand. "Oh, sweetheart. We believe you. We'll talk to Jimin, find out what's going on."
Iseul nodded, her heart pounding. Step one was complete.
Back at the hotel, Iseul got to work on her phone. She created fake messages, altering dates and times to make it look like Jimin had been plotting against her for years. She carefully edited conversations where Jimin seemed to be manipulating Jungkook, subtly undermining Iseul's trustworthiness.
She also forged a few emails, making it appear as though Jimin had been encouraging Jungkook to leave her, planting seeds of doubt and mistrust. Each piece of evidence was meticulously detailed, designed to be as believable as possible.
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