@airiee23: Two days. That was all it took for Lena to realize something had changed. It wasn't obvious. To anyone else, Miu was still the same composed businesswoman. She still attended meetings. Still smiled politely. Still answered calls. Still finished her work. But Lena knew her too well. She noticed the pauses before Miu answered a question. The way she stared out of windows without realizing it. The messages that became shorter. The late-night calls that ended earlier than usual. The laughter that no longer reached her eyes. It was subtle. But it was there. And it frightened Lena. … One evening, while Miu rested her head against the car window during one of their drives, Lena finally asked. "Miu." "Hm?" "Are you okay?" Miu smiled. The practiced smile. "I'm just busy." "You've been busy before." "I know." "This feels different." Miu looked away. "It's work." Lena wanted to believe her. She tried. But every instinct told her otherwise. The next day, Lena called Orm. "Tell me honestly." Orm sighed from the other end of the phone. "I knew you'd call." "Something's wrong." "I know." "What is it?" "I wish I knew." Lena frowned. "You don't?" Orm was unusually quiet. "I know she's carrying something." "But she hasn't told me." "Not even you?" "Not even me." That answer only made Lena worry more. The following evening, Lena sent a simple message. ‘Walk with me?’ Miu replied after several minutes. ‘Okay.’ They met after sunset. Instead of going somewhere hidden, Miu suggested a quiet VIP dining room at one of the restaurants owned by her closest friend, Ginny. The private room overlooked the city through floor-to-ceiling windows. Soft piano music drifted from the main dining area. Candles flickered gently between them. No reporters. No cameras. No interruptions. Ginny greeted them warmly before quietly leaving them alone. Dinner arrived. Neither touched it. The silence between them felt unfamiliar. Heavy. Lena finally reached across the table and gently touched Miu's hand. "Are you okay?" Miu looked at their hands. Then at Lena. "Thanks for worrying about me." Lena smiled sadly. "Come on, MiuMiu." The nickname usually earned her an eye roll. Tonight... Nothing. "Of course I'm worried." Trying to lighten the mood, Lena picked up the menu. "You know what?" "What?" "Let's order the strawberry cake." A tiny smile appeared. "The one you always steal from me." "...Maybe." "I knew it." For just a second, it almost felt normal again. Then Miu quietly spoke. #lenamiu #lenaschuett #miunatsha

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