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- a LenaMiu au ✨ #lenamiu #miunatsha #lenaschuett (Miu’s POV) “Can I tell you something?” Lena asked as we were sitting in the balcony of our shared apartment. The stars and moon was slowly disappearing behind the thick clouds, painting the sky gray, but her eyes were sparkling with something that seemed like a dream. “Sure. Like always…” I watched her took a deep breath as nervousness and excitement mixed up in her eyes. “I think I’m in love.” Five words. Just 5 little words and my heart stopped. For one stupid second, I thought maybe— Maybe it was me. Maybe all those little things meant something. Maybe the late-night conversations, the matcha lattes, the “I miss you” messages weren’t just friendship. “Really? Who is the lucky one?” I tried to sound casual and interested. “You know her.” I forced a laugh and pretended to be disappointed. Though truthfully, I was. “Really? Where’s the thrill in that? Ugh. Boring.” “Stop.” “Okay, okay. Who?” She looked down at her hands. “P’Ling.” I was speechless for quite some moment before I breathed out a single word; “Oh.” “You know her, right?” “Yeah.” Lingling Kwong. Of course. The hot chick from the marketing department. Tall. Charismatic. Confident. The kind of person who could walk into a room and immediately have everyone’s attention. The kind of person I knew Lena would like. “Do you think I have a chance?” she asked. I swallowed the invisible lump that suddenly filled my throat. “Definitely.” “Really?” “Why not? You’re Lalena Schuett. Only a fool would not take a chance on you.” She smiled. That smile that became my kryptonite. “Thanks.” I looked at the sky and wondered if the gloom of it was a sympathy for me and my wounded heart. “What makes you like her?” I asked even though I know I’m going to hurt myself with whatever she’s going to say. I watched her thought about it for a moment and I could really tell, she’s indeed very much in love. “I don’t know.” Then she laughed softly as her cheeks turned red. She blushed. “It’s like… when she talks to me, I feel like I matter.” That sentence hurt more than it should have. Because I had spent years trying to make her feel that way. And apparently, it only took someone else a few conversations. “Then go for it,” I said plainly, trying my hardest not to sound wounded. “Seriously?” “Seriously.” “Aren’t you against it?” “Why would I be?” I asked though my mind whispered, ‘I definitely will if I have the right because I love you. Because every part of me wanted to tell you not to. Because I selfishly wanted to keep you for myself.’ But love wasn’t supposed to be possession. So I smiled. “I’m happy if you’re happy, P’Lena.” “Awwww, my Natsha. Thank you! You’re the best!” she squealed and hugged me. I froze and then closed my eyes. Lena didn’t know that while she was holding me, I was silently breaking my own heart as I know that I had to let her go.
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