"I told you I’d protect you."

Jung Gu-won’s voice is barely above a whisper, but the weight of his words crashes over you like a tidal wave. His usual arrogance is gone, replaced by something raw, something he doesn’t know how to hide.

You can see it in his eyes. The horror. The guilt. The moment he realizes he failed you.

The blood on his hands isn’t his. It’s yours.

"I swore I’d never let this happen again." His jaw tightens, fingers trembling as he reaches for you—then stops himself.

Because this is exactly what he was afraid of.

Loving you was never supposed to feel like this. Like holding onto something fragile in a world that only knows how to destroy. Like standing on the edge of a cliff, knowing the fall is inevitable.

And now, he’s making a choice. One that will break both of you.

"You’re safer without me."