@msjuntold: The grand ballroom sparkled beneath thousands of crystal lights. Cameras flashed endlessly. Reporters crowded the red carpet. It was the biggest entertainment event of the year. And tonight, Miu Taechamongkalapiwat was supposed to walk it with the person she loved most. Lena Schuett. Her fiancée. The woman who had promised she’d be there. Miu checked her phone again. No message. No call. Nothing. Her jaw tightened. “She’s late again,” she muttered. Her manager sighed. “The ceremony is about to start.” Miu glanced at the entrance one last time. Still no Lena. The hurt in her chest slowly transformed into anger. Fine. If Lena was too busy for her, then she would stop waiting. When her popular loveteam partner, Meen, approached and offered his arm, Miu accepted. The cameras loved it. The crowd screamed. The internet exploded. Meanwhile… Lena rushed through the hotel entrance. Her hair slightly disheveled. Her suit wrinkled from hours of meetings and delayed flights. She had spent the entire day trying to finish a business deal so she could make it. For Miu. Only for Miu. The moment she entered the ballroom… Her world stopped. There she was. Miu. Smiling. Walking beside Meen. Holding his arm. Looking happier than ever. The crowd cheered for them. The cameras called their names together. “Lena?” Someone greeted her. She didn’t hear it. She couldn’t. Her ears were ringing. Her chest hurt. And all she could see was Meen’s hand resting possessively on Miu’s back. “No.” Lena clenched her fists. “No…” She forced herself to breathe. Miu wanted privacy. Their relationship was secret. No one knew. The industry only thought they were best friends. So Lena swallowed her jealousy. Swallowed her anger. Swallowed her pain. But then… Meen leaned closer. Too close. His hand slid lower. Whispering something into Miu’s ear. Making her laugh. Something inside Lena snapped. Completely. Before anyone could react Lena stormed forward. “Miu.” Miu turned. Her eyes widened. “Lena?” The next second Lena grabbed Miu’s wrist and pulled her away from Meen. Hard. The entire room froze. “What are you doing?” Meen asked. Lena looked at him. Cold. Dangerously cold. Then CRACK. Her fist collided with his face. The sound echoed through the ballroom. Gasps erupted everywhere. People screamed. Security rushed forward. Meen stumbled backward, holding his bleeding lip. “What the hell?!” he shouted. Lena took another step forward. “You touch her again and I’ll break more than your face.” The room fell silent. “LENA!” Miu’s voice cut through the chaos. Lena froze. Miu looked furious. Absolutely furious. “What is wrong with you?!” Lena stared at her. Her heart cracked. “Miu…” “You assaulted him!” “Miu, he was—” “I don’t care!” Those words hit harder than any punch. “I don’t care.” Lena felt her throat tighten. “You don’t care?” Miu crossed her arms. “You embarrassed me.” Embarrassed. Not hurt. Not worried. Embarrassed. Lena laughed bitterly. The kind of laugh people make right before they break. “I see.” “Lena—” “No.” For the first time, Lena stepped away from her. Not toward her. Away. “You know what?” The tears gathering in her eyes made her voice shake. “I spent the whole day trying to get here.” “Miu—” “I skipped meetings.” “I nearly missed my flight.” “I ran through three airports.” Her voice cracked. “After everything I went through to get here, this is what I came to see?” The ballroom watched in silence. Lena laughed again. Broken. Destroyed. “Maybe I should’ve stayed late.” “What?” “Maybe I should’ve never come.” Miu’s anger slowly faded. Because she could finally see the pain in Lena’s eyes. The pain she’d caused. But it was too late. Much too late. Lena stepped back. “You know what hurts the most?” Miu couldn’t answer. Lena smiled sadly. “It’s not seeing you with him.” A tear rolled down her cheek. “It’s seeing how easy it was for you.” Silence. “You replaced me in minutes.” “Miu…” “I was late because I was trying to finish everything and get to you.” Miu nodded. “I know.” Lena voice became quieter. “But I still came.” The room felt suffocating. Continuation ⬇️ #wlw #lena #miu #lenamiu #fyp #miu

babopanda :

my fyp makes me come back to read more. makes me want to write again😭

roch :

i spent so much time making her happy, in the end, her smile remained and only my tears stayed with me.

TzuGucci :

I am angry with this Miu.

Lopez :

❤️‍🔥 💔 I feel this one. As much as you try the love is still there but is it enough. This story is great with a Happy ending I can assume. But in real life......who knows. Thank you!

Shhhh🤫 :

ᵖˡˢelli🍓 :

yadom :

aray po

Folenvie Folenvie :

C’est quand on garde une relation secrète, ces choses peuvent arriver mais il faut être assez patient et intelligent pour reconnaître et pardonner et se faire pardonner…🌷🌷🌷🌷 merci

Budak M🌹 :

secret it's me Zane or jane 💕 :

guys wag magkakamali please forever ng lenamiu walang ng yari okay 🥰🥰

ᵖˡˢdookongpeas :

me after read this

sapphirblue :

wahh lena so fierce when she get jealous

Ms. J :

Part 2️⃣: She pressed a hand against her chest. “So much.” “You yelled at me.” “You chose him.” “You pushed me away.” Every word felt like a knife. “And I still couldn’t hate you.” Miu started crying. Lena’s voice cracked. “Do you know how pathetic that feels?” “Miu…” “No matter how angry I was…” A tear slid down her cheek. “No matter how broken I felt…” Another tear. “I still loved you.” Miu sobbed. “Lena, I’m sorry.” “No.” Lena shook her head. “You don’t understand.” “I respected your privacy.” “I kept our relationship secret.” “I stayed silent.” “I let the world think I was only your friend.” Her voice trembled. “But that night…” She laughed bitterly. “That night I felt like I wasn’t even that.” Miu broke completely. Because every word was true. “I waited for you.” Miu whispered. “I was angry because I thought you chose work over me.” Lena stared at her. “I never chose work.” Silence. “I chose you.” Miu’s tears fell harder. “I know.” The next words came out as a whisper. “And I was too blind to see it.” Lena closed her eyes. A week of pain. A week of loneliness. A week of heartbreak. All crashing into her at once. Then suddenly Miu wrapped her arms around her. Tightly. Desperately. As if Lena might disappear again. “I’m sorry.” Her voice shattered. “I’m sorry.” Again. And again. And again. Until she couldn’t speak anymore. Lena slowly hugged her back. The tears finally falling freely. Because despite everything… Despite the pain. Despite the heartbreak. Despite the week she spent trying to forget She still loved her. And maybe… Just maybe… That was the cruelest part of all.

Ms. J :

Part 1️⃣: “And you didn’t even wait.” Then she turned around. And walked away. Without looking back. That night Lena sat alone in a bar. Drink after drink. Glass after glass. Trying desperately to drown the ache in her chest. Her phone wouldn’t stop ringing. Miu. Miu. Miu. Miu. Miu. Miu. Thirty missed calls. Fifty. Eighty. One hundred. Lena stared at the screen. Then turned off her phone. Days passed. One day. Two days. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Lena never came home. Miu couldn’t eat. Couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t focus. Every room in their house felt empty. Cold. Lonely. She searched everywhere. Called everyone. No one knew where Lena was. Or maybe they simply refused to tell her. Then on the seventh day A photo appeared on Instagram. A stranger had posted it. A woman Lena met during her travels. The caption read: “Met the kindest woman today.” The photo showed Lena smiling. Actually smiling. For the first time in a week. The stranger had tagged her. Miu’s hands shook. Because that smile wasn’t for her. Not anymore. Without hesitation, Miu called the stranger. The woman answered. “Hello?” “Where is Lena?” Silence. Then “Are you the famous Miu?” “Please.” Her voice broke. “Tell me where she is.” The stranger hesitated. “She doesn’t want anyone finding her.” Miu closed her eyes. “I’m begging you.” More silence. Then finally The address. Hours later Miu arrived. Heart racing. Hands trembling. Lena sat alone on a beach. Watching the waves. The sunset painted the sky orange. Beautiful. Peaceful. The complete opposite of what she felt inside. “Lena.” The familiar voice froze her. Slowly She turned around. And there she was. Miu. Tired. Exhausted. Eyes red from crying. For a moment Neither spoke. Then Lena smiled sadly. “You found me.” Miu’s voice broke. “I looked everywhere.” Lena looked away. “I know.” “Why?” The question shattered into pieces. “Why did you leave?” Lena laughed softly. Because the answer was so obvious. “So I could breathe.” Miu flinched. Lena stood up. Facing her. “You want to know why?” Tears filled her eyes. “Because it hurt.” “Miu—” “It hurt here.” ⬇️

yzelvillaver :

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