~ Sihwa’s POV ~

From the moment I fell for Wendy, everything was unraveling inside me. It felt like stepping into a dream I couldn’t wake from. The time I spent with her, the moments stolen from a life I never truly owned, were the happiest I had known in ages.

Yet, sometimes I wonder if what I feel is truly love, or if it’s a dark obsession masquerading as affection. That restless flutter in my stomach.

This butterfly trapped in a cage is not just longing. It’s a desperate, possessive need to keep her close, to hold her by my side forever, regardless of she is happy or not....