The surroundings were mainly silent except for the occasional clinking of chains and mutterings coming from the other cells. Rarely, there were visitors – it is to be expected. Who here still had people who cared enough to visit? So, she liked to think that this place was for the forgotten. 

They’re away from sight, away from thoughts. 

The thin white gown they provided that she had on did nothing to ward of the draft that sporadically appear. Pulling her knees close to her chest, she rests her face against them. Sitting there idly, she had nothing to do but to take in the background. 

Every sense appeared more heightened now that she was left with one less. 

She never did appreciate them as much when she got too see. That’s what happens. When you’re left with nothing, you finally understand the value of everything you can get your hands on. 

Sitting upon the cool surface of the floor, Jeeun suddenly wished for Chanhyuk’s presence. Because now, she only had the company of her thoughts and it was simply so hard to face them. To deal with them herself. 

When times like these come, a single face unsurprisingly replays over and over again. 

The pity expression he had shown her continues to rip her apart. Maybe it was her ego or maybe it was because that was the last expression he left her. That wasn’t the way they were supposed to part. 

Why didn’t you bind me?

Because she wasn’t going to last – it was a fact that she had slowly came to terms with. Her power that she didn’t deserve, wasn’t going to last. She needed him to come on his own free will, she needed him to stay with her by