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2026-06-12 01:58:33

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2026-08-17 20:17:41

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2026-06-19 13:11:27

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2026-03-02 17:54:59

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2026-04-08 07:17:36

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2026-07-01 22:47:54

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2026-08-02 03:55:43

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2026-07-05 04:52:34

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2025-12-29 04:56:01

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2026-02-12 19:45:48

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2026-02-20 23:23:41

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2026-03-14 19:08:50

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03:12 AM The blue light of the phone screen was the only thing illuminating Milk’s dark bedroom. Delivered. Milk turned onto her side, staring at the timestamp. She knew Love was awake. Love was always awake when her anxiety acted up, curled on the left side of her bed with her fan pointed at the wall so her eyes wouldn't dry out. Milk knew everything about her. She knew Love took her iced matcha with oat milk and two pumps of vanilla, hid her hands in her sleeves when she was nervous, and cried at airline commercials. Milk was the person Love called after every bad day, the one who kept her safe, held her hand through heartbreak, and knew every secret flaw she kept hidden from the world. Milk was Love's entire foundation. Indispensable, irreplaceable, and entirely invisible. Her phone vibrated in her hand. Milk’s chest tightened as she checked the notification, hoping it was an answer to her text from three hours ago:

03:12 AM The blue light of the phone screen was the only thing illuminating Milk’s dark bedroom. Delivered. Milk turned onto her side, staring at the timestamp. She knew Love was awake. Love was always awake when her anxiety acted up, curled on the left side of her bed with her fan pointed at the wall so her eyes wouldn't dry out. Milk knew everything about her. She knew Love took her iced matcha with oat milk and two pumps of vanilla, hid her hands in her sleeves when she was nervous, and cried at airline commercials. Milk was the person Love called after every bad day, the one who kept her safe, held her hand through heartbreak, and knew every secret flaw she kept hidden from the world. Milk was Love's entire foundation. Indispensable, irreplaceable, and entirely invisible. Her phone vibrated in her hand. Milk’s chest tightened as she checked the notification, hoping it was an answer to her text from three hours ago: "Let me know when you get home safely." It wasn't a reply. It was an Instagram notification. Love had just posted a story: a photo of two wine glasses at a downtown bar, captioned with a soft cursive font: “he remembered my favorite drink :)” Milk stared at the screen until it went dark. He remembered a drink. Milk knew the exact rhythm of Love's breathing when she fell asleep, and how her hand felt resting on Milk's knee during late-night drives—casual to Love, but suffocating to Milk. Love would text her tomorrow around noon with a quick apology about falling asleep. Milk would reply instantly, listen to her talk about the new boy, and continue to burn quietly in the background of Love’s life. #milklove #milkpansa #loverrukk #au #wlw

Hope y'all like my first au🥹💗 It’s 7:00 PM. Jingjing spent the entire afternoon cooking Janhae’s favorite dinner, you even bought her favorite flowers, trying to make the house feel like a home instead of a corporate boardroom. When Janhae walks in, she doesn’t even look at the table. She just drops her keys, her face completely cold. Janhae— I told you not to waste your time cooking Jingjing she says, her voice flat Janhae— I have a business dinner in an hour. Jingjing— But Janhae, you haven’t eaten a home-cooked meal in weeks you say, your voice cracking as you follow her to the bedroom. You reach out to touch her arm, begging for just a second of her time Jingjing— Please, just sit down for twenty minutes? Just talk to me, we are married, Janhae, we can’t keep living like strangers. Janhae flinches away from your touch, pulling her arm back like you burned her. Janhae— We are partners on paper, Jingjing, stop forcing something that isn’t there she says coldly, grabbing her coat and leaving you alone in the quiet house. Meanwhile, at a private lounge downtown... Janhae slams her glass on the table, looking completely irritated as she sits with her friends. Janhae— I can’t take it anymore Janhae grumbles, rubbing her temples. Janhae— She’s driving me insane. Milk looks up from her phone, concerned. Milk— Who? Jingjing? What did she do now? Janhae— She cooked this massive dinner, bought flowers, and kept begging me to stay and talk Janhae scoffs, pouring herself another drink. Janhae— She’s so annoying, I hate how she keeps trying to act like a real wife, I hate how she begs for my attention every single day, she knew this was just a business deal to save our companies, so why can't she just leave me alone? Namtan leans back, crossing her arms. Namtan— Well, she is your wife, Janhae, maybe she’s just trying to make it work Janhae— I don't care Janhae mutters coldly Janhae— I didn't ask for a wife, I don't love her, and I never will, I just wish she would stop suffocating me Back at the house... You are sitting alone at the kitchen, staring at the cold food and a stack of financial folders, you’ve been waiting for hours just to see if she would come back. The door clicks, janhae walks in, looking flawless but entirely detached, she doesn't even look at your puffy eyes as she puts down her briefcase. Janhae— You’re still awake, Jingjing, I told you not to wait up. The Q3 merger is finalized, your father’s firm is safe. Her voice is so flat. No warmth. Just pure business. Jingjing— I know You say softly, your chest tightening. Jingjing— I was waiting because... it’s our six-month anniversary.. Janhae pauses for a split second, then pours a glass of water, her face remains blank. Janhae— Our contract covers three years, Jingjing, we don’t need to perform for the media inside this house, there's no audience here. Jingjing— I wasn’t doing it for an audience, Janhae. Before she can answer, her phone lights up on the counter. A text preview flashes from a name you know too well

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"No," Oom chuckled, shaking her head. "They're scared of you. But you're not scary." Bam scoffed, genuine annoyance flickering across her face. "I assure you, Miss Eisaya, I am not a person you want to cross." Oom stepped closer, invading Bam's personal space just enough to make the CEO's pulse jump, a reaction Bam immediately loathed herself for having. Oom tilted her head, her smile turning decidedly mischievous. "Sure you are, Bambi." Bam’s eyes snapped wide. "What did you just call me?" "Bambi," Oom repeated, pronouncing each syllable with sweet, deliberate delight. "You look like a Bambi when you get angry. Big eyes, flaring nostrils, trying very hard to look fierce." "Do not call me that," Bam warned, her voice tight, a faint flush creeping up the back of her neck despite her best efforts. "It is Ms. Saralee. Or Bam." "Hmm. No," Oom tapped her chin playfully. "Ms. Saralee is too long. Bam is too sharp. Bambi suits you much better." "I am the CEO of Saralee Corp and the founder of Beda Beauty!" Bam declared, exasperated, stepping into Oom's space to intimidate her. "You will address me professionally!" "Whatever you say, Bambi," Oom chirped, completely unbothered by the proximity. She reached into her dress pocket, pulled out a small, delicately pressed pressed-flower bookmark encased in smooth resin, and slipped it directly into the breast pocket of Bam's tailored blazer. Bam looked down at her jacket, stunned. "What is this?" "I made it," Oom smiled, taking a step back toward the door. "You look like someone who reads heavy files and forgets to take breaks. Use it so you don't lose your place when you're busy being an intimidating corporate boss." Bam stared at the tiny bookmark, then at Oom, completely rendered useless by the sheer absurdity of the gesture. "I don't need a bookmark." "Consider it a peace offering," Oom smiled, turning toward the threshold and looking back over her shoulder with a playful wink. "See you at the wardrobe fitting tomorrow, Bambi. Don't be late. Time is money!" The door clicked shut, leaving Bam standing alone in her massive, silent office. Bam stared at the door for a long ten seconds. Then she pulled the small resin bookmark from her pocket, examining the intricate, vibrant petals trapped inside. "Unbelievable," Bam muttered aloud to the empty room. "She is completely, utterly insufferable." She lowered her hand, her thumb absentmindedly running over the smooth surface of the resin. She told herself she was going to throw it in the trash. She told herself she was going to call legal and review the ambassador's contract termination clause. Instead, Bam walked over to her desk, carefully slid the bookmark inside her leather notebook, and sat back in her chair. For the first time in her life, Ms. Bam Saralee had met someone she couldn't control. And deep down, beneath the irritation and the bruised ego, a tiny, dangerous spark was ignited. She hated Oom Eisaya. She really, truly did. So why was she hiding a small, secret smile behind her hand? #aurecommendation #austory #oomeisaya #bamsaralee #oombam

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