*Rina POV*

"They're engaged? Engaged in what? Violent activities? Rivalry?" I tilted my head slightly and looked at Namjoon expectantly. He stood there in silence, his whole face formed with confusion and hesitation. 

"In marriage…." He quietly spoke out and looked down.

"You'll have to be more specific, I mean, marriage? Like an agreement, right? You mean they've joined up for some weird reason right? Like a convention or something." I laughed awkwardly and he stared straight into my eyes with a strange look. 

"Marriage as in Marriage. Yeeun is Taehyung's fiance. They will soon be husband and wife. Joined in holy matrimony. A couple. Mr. And Mrs. Kim." He visually shuddered at that last part and I leant back in foreign disbelief. The room was silent as if the craziest thing was just spoken and no one believed it. 

"Why?" I didn't like the way my voice came out. It was monotonous and dry. For some reason I felt angry, angry and conflicted. 

"Because I didn't stop it when I had the chance." Namjoon slowly stepped back, his eyes becoming almost lifeless as he slowly sunk down on the chair. 

"Yeeun moved here a few months ago with her rich family and instantly became obsessed with Taehyung. But when Taehyung wanted nothing to do with her, she went after our dad. Trying to get in his good graces." Namjoon shook his head and closed his eyes, the expression on his face was something that angered me even more. The fact that he could feel guilt in all this was killing me. 

The room had become so quiet that it was painful, the beeping of my heart rate monitor was seemingly drowned out by the heavy cloud of grief and remorse that filled the small hospital room. I wanted to speak but I knew I couldn't cut him off when he was already having such a hard time saying it. 

"Dad felt like she was the daughter he had lost. Our baby sister died in a car crash when she was 7 months old. An accident that also claimed the life of our mother. Yeeun was a perfect actress and to dad she was an angel. He arranged the marriage between her and Taehyung and before I could get rid of her…..he had her in his heart rather than his actual children. There's nothing I can do about it anymore. I can only watch Taehyung be tormented by her cruel and selfish ways until dad dies." Namjoon slouched down against the chair as if he had lost the will to go on. I felt my throat tightening painfully at the pain he was silently going through. The loss in his life is already too much to bear and now this woman Yeeun is only hurting them more. 

"I'm so sorry for your loss." I felt like a jerk, I felt useless that I couldn't console him. I had never talked to anyone about the pain I went through when mom died so how was I supposed to help someone else go through that?! 

"Rina….promise me you'll stay away from Yeeun. Swear that you won't let her weasel herself into your life and make you sour and bitter like she does to everyone around her." Namjoon stood up and walked to me, he caressed my face with his hands and looked at me like I was a priceless jewel or something. 

"I…I….I want to help you." I looked at Namjoon with silvers of pain running through my chest. To have him so close to me and yet him being in such a nightmarish amount of turmoil…I couldn't handle it. 

"No! You stay away from her!!" His grip on my face tightened and I felt the tips of his fingers pressing into my skin hard enough to form bruises. His whole face turned into an emotional wreck of worry and anger as his voice got louder and more demanding.

"But she's next to you!! And if I stay away from her then I have to stay away from you and I don't want to stay away from you….I want to be next to you, I want to be with you through all the pain and the hurt!!" The tears now began their descent down my face as he froze in blind anguish. It was like he had heard something forbidden and was trying to comprehend whether it was real or not.

"No…no, no, Yeeun is a monster. You stay…far…far away…" Namjoon's chest started rising harder with deep breaths. He looked down and his eyes moved around anxiously. 

"Namjoon, don't you see? I like y-" If only I had gotten to finish those words, if only it had been one more second then maybe he wouldn't have gotten so angry. Or maybe he would've. But instead he wrapped his hand around my neck and held me down against the mattress, the strength in his arm being enough to choke me to death in a matter of seconds if he chose to.  

"You are not going to get involved with Yeeun. Because if you do…" He leant down beside my ear, his whole tone dropping to a deadly note. The aura around him had changed and rather than a hurt, young man he now seemed like an animal, sinking its teeth into its prey. 

"If you do then both you and your sister Kyung-hee are gonna end up on my bad side and trust me…" He took a deep breath and I felt like my lungs had stopped working as his fingers…his strong, perfect fingers which should be used for softer, more intimate things were playing with my very life. 

"If you're on my bad side, Taehyung will look like an angel compared to me."