Minseo's voice cut through the tension in the room like a blade, his tone hard and demanding. "Then what do you want me to do, Jiho? Should we just stand by and watch our wife with someone else?" His eyes bore into Jiho's, searching for answers, for a solution that didn't involve the heartache of sharing the woman they all loved.
Jiho remained silent, her gaze dropping to the floor as if the weight of Minseo's words had finally brought her to a breaking point. The room was thick with unspoken emotions, the air heavy with the burden of their unusual and complicated relationship.
"Tell me," Minseo continued, his voice rising with each word, "what do you want us to do with you?" His fists clenched at his sides, the frustration and helplessness he felt evident in every tense muscle.
"Why... why do we always have to share you, Jiho? First with Mer chu, and now with the First Prince? Why is it always like this?"
