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Lisa was seventeen when she learned that love was just another word for watching someone leave. She'd been with Minho for two years. Two years of giving him everything—her time, her attention, her heart wrapped up in a neat little box with a bow on top. She thought that's what love was. Sacrifice. Devotion. Showing up even when he didn't. But Minho had a wandering eye. And then wandering hands. And then a wandering heart. And Lisa watched it all happen in slow motion, like a car crash she couldn't look away from.
Lisa was seventeen when she learned that love was just another word for watching someone leave. She'd been with Minho for two years. Two years of giving him everything—her time, her attention, her heart wrapped up in a neat little box with a bow on top. She thought that's what love was. Sacrifice. Devotion. Showing up even when he didn't. But Minho had a wandering eye. And then wandering hands. And then a wandering heart. And Lisa watched it all happen in slow motion, like a car crash she couldn't look away from. "You deserve better," everyone said. "I know," Lisa said. But she stayed anyway. --- She met Jennie at a coffee shop six months after the final breakup. Lisa wasn't looking for anyone. She was still piecing herself together, still learning how to sleep in an empty bed, still flinching when someone raised their voice. But Jennie had a quiet way about her—soft smiles, careful words, a patience that felt like safety. "You look like someone who's been through something," Jennie said, sliding a latte across the counter. "The caramel is on the house." "I'm that obvious?" "You're that human." It started slowly. Coffee dates that turned into dinners that turned into nights where Lisa forgot to go home. Jennie was different from Minho in every way. She remembered the little things. She asked before she touched. She looked at Lisa like she was something precious instead of something to be tolerated. "I think I'm falling in love with you," Lisa whispered one night, three months in. Jennie smiled. "I think I'm already there." And Lisa believed her. --- The cracks appeared slowly. Jennie started working late. She started canceling plans. She started looking at her phone with an expression Lisa recognized—the same expression Minho used to have. Guilt. Distance. The look of someone who was already halfway out the door. "Is everything okay?" Lisa asked. "Fine. Just busy." "You've been busy a lot lately." "Are you keeping track now?" The first fight. Then the second. Then the silence that was worse than any fight. Lisa watched the distance grow between them like a physical thing—a wall she couldn't climb, a gap she couldn't bridge. "You're pulling away," Lisa said one night, her voice small. "I'm not." "You are. And I know what this looks like. I've been here before." Jennie's eyes flickered with something—guilt, maybe. Or irritation. "Not everything is about your ex, Lisa." "This isn't about him. This is about you. About us." "There is no us right now. I need space." Space. The word hit Lisa like a slap. She'd given Minho space. She'd given him everything. And he'd used that space to find someone else. "You're seeing someone," Lisa whispered. "Aren't you?" The silence was the answer. --- Her name was Sana. Lisa found out through Instagram. A tagged photo. Jennie at a restaurant, laughing, a woman's hand on her arm. The caption read: Best night with my favorite person. Lisa stared at it for an hour, her coffee growing cold, her heart growing numb. When she confronted Jennie, the response was almost bored. "It just happened." "People don't just happen, Jennie. You made a choice." "I didn't mean to hurt you." "But you did. And you knew you would. And you did it anyway." Jennie didn't deny it. She just stood there, her arms crossed, her expression unreadable. And Lisa realized she'd been here before. Different face. Different name. Same story. She was always the one watching. Always the one waiting. Always the one who loved more, cared more, gave more—and got nothing in return. "I watched you do this," Lisa said, her voice cracking. "I watched you pull away, day by day. I watched you stop looking at me the same way. I watched you fall out of love with me, and I couldn't do anything. I just had to sit there and take it." "Lisa—" "I gave you everything. And you still chose someone else." "I'm sorry." "No, you're not. You're sorry you got caught." --- Lisa walked away. --- Continuation in comments #jenlisa #fyp #jenlisa_story #sadstory #jenlisaaustory
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