Ena's POV
As Jimin asked me to come with him to see Jungkook, I hesitated. A whirlwind of emotions swirled inside me-guilt, fear, and an overwhelming sense of inadequacy. How could I possibly face him? He's been in the hospital for the past 24 hours because of me. The thought of seeing him lying there, injured, made my heart clench painfully.
I felt a knot tighten in my stomach, the guilt gnawing at me like a relentless predator. Every moment Jungkook had spent in that hospital bed was because of my failure to escape the fire. If only I had been stronger, if only I had been able to fight through the pain and get out in time...
My legs felt like lead, rooted to the spot. I couldn't bear the idea of seeing him hurt because of my own helplessness. How could I even look him in the eye, knowing the danger he had put himself in to save me? The weight of my own fears and insecurities pressed down on me, suffocating any courage I might have had.
As I stood there, Jimin's expectant gaze on me, I felt tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. The reality of the situation was almost too much to bear. I wanted to be strong , to show him that I could be brave, but the truth was I felt completely shattered inside. How could I ever face him knowing that he could have lost his life because of me?
In that moment, I was overwhelmed with a deep sense of shame. I had always prided myself on being independent, on not needing to rely on anyone. But here I was, feeling utterly useless and helpless, while the person lay injured because of me. The thought of facing Jungkook's possible disappointment or anger made my chest tighten painfully.
I felt my breath hitch, a tear finally slipping down my cheek. How was I supposed to confront this? How was I supposed to deal with the reality that Jungkook had risked everything for me, and now, I was too scared to even see him?
But beneath all the fear and guilt, there was a tiny flicker of hope-a desperate need to see him, to make sure he was okay. Despite everything, I needed to be there, to apologize, to thank him, and maybe, just maybe, to find some way to make it up to him. But that hope was tangled in a web of self-doubt and fear, leaving me paralyzed in the face of my own emotions.
Jimin approached me, concern etched across his face. "Ena, do you really not want to see him?" he asked gently, but I couldn't bring myself to respond. The lump in my throat felt too big to swallow, and the weight of my guilt too heavy to put into words.
Sensing my turmoil, Jimin continued, his voice softer, yet insistent. "I know you care for him, and I can guess why you're hesitating. You're probably thinking that you're the reason for all this, that it's your fault he's hurt." He paused, his eyes searching mine for any sign of acknowledgment. "But you don't need to feel guilty for anything. This is what he wanted... to save you."
His words hit me like a wave, washing over the walls of guilt and self-recrimination I had built around myself. Jimin's voice was steady, filled with a mix of understanding and reassurance. "Jungkook didn't go in there to be a hero for glory or praise. He went in there because he cares about you, Ena. Because he couldn't stand the thought of losing you."
I felt the tears welling up again, blurring my vision. The reality of Jimin's words was hard to accept, yet undeniable. Jungkook had risked everything, not out of obligation, but because he genuinely cared. The realization made my heart ache even more, but it also brought a glimmer of comfort.
"But," Jimin continued, his voice firmer now, "he needs you too. You can't let your guilt keep you from being there for him. Right now, more than anything, Jungkook needs to see that you're okay, that you care enough to be by his side."
Jimin continued, his tone gentle yet firm. "Jungkook needs to see that the person he risked everything for is okay. He needs to know that you're fine, that his actions meant something. He jumped into that fire because he cares about you, Ena. Don't let guilt keep you from showing him that you care too."
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