The Second Choice

Keep Them In The Dark

In the days that followed, Savannah kept a vigilant eye on Jimin at work. She observed his interactions with Y/N, the carefully constructed facade he maintained, and the occasional moments when his anxiety would slip through his calm exterior. It was clear to her that Jimin was trying to manage the fallout of his complicated situation, but Savannah couldn't help but wonder how long he could keep up the pretense.

Savannah's thoughts were a mix of confusion and determination. Her heart was still raw from their confrontation, and she had resolved to uncover the truth, even if it meant facing more painful realities. She spent her days at the office scanning for any signs of Jimin's intentions, hoping to gauge how long he planned to keep up his charade and whether he was truly planning to end things with Y/N as he had claimed.

One morning, as she sipped her coffee and watched Jimin across the office floor, she noticed he was on the phone with Y/N. His voice was low and soothing, a stark contrast to the tension he exhibited around her. Savannah felt a pang of jealousy and frustration, but she forced herself to stay composed.

Later that day, Savannah found an opportunity to speak with Jimin alone in the break room. Her heart raced with a mixture of anxiety and resolve as she approached him, trying to mask her feelings with a neutral expression.

"Hey, Jimin," she began, her tone casual yet laced with an edge of urgency. "Got a minute?"

Jimin looked up from his coffee, his expression shifting to one of mild surprise. "Sure, Savannah. What's up?"

"I was just wondering," she said, taking a deep breath, "how things are going with Y/N. You said you were going to break up with her, but I haven't heard anything about it lately. Is everything okay?"

Jimin's face tightened slightly, and he glanced around to ensure no one else was within earshot. "It's... it's complicated. I'm working on it, Savannah. It's not as simple as just ending things. I need to make sure that everything is handled carefully."

Savannah's eyes narrowed, her frustration barely contained. "Carefully? How long is this going to take, Jimin? I need to know where I stand. I thought you were going to sort this out quickly."

Jimin sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I know it's frustrating. I just need a little more time. It's important that I handle this properly. I don't want to hurt anyone more than necessary."

Savannah's gaze was intense, her voice low and insistent. "And what about me, Jimin? What about us? I've been waiting for you to make a decision, and I don't want to be left hanging."

Jimin's expression softened, a mix of guilt and sincerity in his eyes. "I care about you, Savannah. I really do. I'm doing everything I can to make this right. Just... please, be patient with me a little longer."

Savannah's heart ached with a mix of anger and longing. She wanted to believe Jimin, but his delay in making a decision was eating away at her patience. "I'm trying, Jimin. I just hope you're not stringing me along. I need to know that you're committed to making things right with me."

Jimin nodded, his eyes earnest. "I am committed, Savannah. I just need to make sure that everything is handled with care. I promise you, I'm working on it."

As the conversation ended, Savannah walked back to her desk, her mind racing with doubts and questions. She was determined to stay vigilant, to uncover the truth about Jimin's actions and intentions. Despite his reassurances, she knew that time was running out. She couldn't afford to be patient forever, and the longer Jimin delayed, the more painful the situation became.

Over the next few days, Savannah continued to monitor Jimin's behavior closely. She observed his interactions with Y/N, noting the way he managed to maintain a careful balance between appearing attentive and keeping his distance. It was evident that he was walking a tightrope, trying to juggle his relationships while keeping his true intentions hidden.