Timeless Obsession

Ep 38: Help?

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(Late Afternoon)

Winter's P.O.V

After the whole drama in Jimin's room, I was brought back to my cell.

Jimin had said that my room was still being fixed and that I would be in there by tomorrow morning at least.

I sat down on the cold stone floor, the chill seeping through my thin clothing. The cell was dimly lit, the only light coming from a small, barred window high up on the wall. Shadows danced eerily across the rough stone walls, creating a claustrophobic atmosphere that pressed down on me.

With my phone in hand, I stared at the screen. Jimin had given it to me earlier, saying it was for my entertainment, something to suffice my day. I had taken it away from her harshly, my anger getting the best of me. I regretted that action now. The moment had been heated, emotions running high, and I had been taken away before I could apologize.

Did she even deserve my apology? I don't know...

My feelings had brought me into such a dilemma. I couldn't hate Jimin, nor could I stay angry with her. My heart ached with the weight of conflicting emotions. I knew how she felt, her possessiveness stemming from a place of fear and love, yet it suffocated me.

The phone felt heavy in my hand, a reminder of the tangled web of emotions I was caught in. I leaned my head back against the cold wall, closing my eyes as I tried to sort through the turmoil within me. The cell was silent, save for the distant sounds of the palace, a reminder of the world outside my confined space.

As I sat there, the stone floor cold beneath me and my heart heavy with conflicting emotions, I realized that I couldn't escape this love, nor did I truly want to.

I started this.

I was selfish from the beginning.

I knew what my actions would lead me to.

And it has come down to this.

I couldn't just run away after what I had started.

The weight of my decisions pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. Each choice I made, each step I took, had led me to this point. I had been aware of the risks, the potential for heartache and pain, yet I had pursued it anyway, driven by a selfish desire for Jimin's love and attention.

The memories flooded back, each one a testament to my selfishness. I had known how deeply Jimin felt for me, how her possessiveness was a manifestation of her intense love and fear of losing someone. Still, I had basked in her affection, even as it began to suffocate me. I had wanted her love, her attention, her everything, and now I was paying the price after trying to leave.

As I sat on the cold stone floor, my phone clutched in my hand, I realized that I couldn't just run away from this. I had to face the consequences of my actions. I had to confront the reality of the situation I had created. Running away would be the easy way out, but it wouldn't solve anything. It would only leave both of us in even more pain and regret.