That fire wasn't born from admiration. No, it was born from something darker-an obsession. A need to possess, to control. To make Seul Gi hers, no matter the cost.
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"The dim light from my room barely illuminated Je Yi's face as she stood before me, her chest rising and falling with uneven breaths. The tension between us was thick, palpable, and it stirred something deep within me that I wasn't prepared to face.
"Why did you come here, Je Yi?" I asked softly, my voice trembling.
"I couldn't stay away," she admitted, stepping closer, the intensity in her eyes pinning me in place. "I needed to see you, to make you believe me."
Her voice was low, husky, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I wanted to look away, to shield myself from the raw emotions she was exuding, but I couldn't. She had me locked in her gaze, and I was powerless to resist.
"You can't just show up like this," I whispered, though even I wasn't sure if I wanted her to leave.
"Why not?" she shot back, her voice almost a growl. "You think I'm going to let Sun Hee get inside your head and ruin what we have?"