@bluu_081: Everything felt perfect. Jeno would hold Karina’s hand, tell her she was the only one he loved, bring her flowers, and say she was his whole world. He’d look at her like she was everything and Karina believed him, completely and happily. She thought she had the kind of love that lasts forever. “Karina, I love you so much,” Jeno would say, pulling her close. “I’d never hurt you. You know that, right?” And Karina would smile, warm and safe. “I know. I love you too.” She had no reason to doubt him. No reason to think his words were empty. Until one afternoon. Karina walked past a café, planning to surprise him. And then she froze. There sat Jeno. Beside him was another girl close, too close. He was leaning in, smiling that same smile he gave Karina. His hand rested over hers. And he looked at her the way he was supposed to look only at Karina. Karina’s heart stopped. She stepped forward, voice trembling. “Jeno… who is she?” Jeno pulled away quickly. He didn’t look guilty just calm, like she was overreacting. He sighed. “Karina, don’t be silly. She’s just my cousin visiting from out of town. You’re imagining things. I told you I love only you. Why don’t you ever trust me?” His words were soft, familiar — the same words he always said. And Karina, wanting so badly to believe him, to go back to the happy, perfect love she thought they had… swallowed the pain. She nodded, forcing a smile. “I… I’m sorry. I guess I was just worried.” Jeno kissed her forehead. “That’s my girl. I love you.” But as he held her, Karina felt something shift. A small, quiet doubt. And standing nearby, watching with sad, gentle eyes was Winter. She said nothing. She just stood there, waiting, ready to catch Karina the moment she fell.   — Days went by. Karina tried to forget what she saw. She told herself it was just a misunderstanding that he loved her, that he was loyal. But little things began to add up. Jeno would leave the room to answer calls. He’d arrive late with vague excuses. He’d forget small things she’d told him, things that mattered. Every time Karina felt confused or hurt, Winter was there. Not to say I told you so never that. She’d just sit quietly beside Karina, listen without judgment, and say, “Your feelings matter, Karina. You’re not being unreasonable.” Once, Karina waited for Jeno for three hours at a restaurant. He messaged last minute something came up, sorry. She sat there alone, holding back tears until Winter appeared, breathless, holding her favorite drink. “I heard you were still here. Came to walk you home.” Karina looked up, eyes wet. “You didn’t have to.” Winter sat down gently. “I know. But I wanted to. You shouldn’t be alone when you’re waiting for someone who doesn’t come.” Karina didn’t understand why her heart raced at those words. She just felt safe safer than she’d felt all week.  — It happened again. Weeks later, Karina saw them Jeno and that same girl, walking together, arms brushing, laughing like they had everything in the world. This time, Jeno didn’t even notice her. He was too busy looking at someone else the way he used to look at Karina. Karina didn’t confront him. She turned around and walked away slow, heavy steps, heart aching. She didn’t go home. She went straight to Winter. Winter opened the door and saw her face. She didn’t ask. She just pulled Karina inside, wrapped her in a warm embrace, and held her while the tears finally fell not angry tears, but the sad kind, when you realize the person you love doesn’t love you the way you deserve. “He lies,” Karina whispered brokenly. “He calls her cousin… but I see the way he looks at her. I feel it. Why can’t I be enough?” Winter pulled back gently, hands resting softly on Karina’s shoulders. Her voice was steady, honest, and tender. “Don’t ever say that. You are more than enough. The problem isn’t you it’s him. He doesn’t know how precious you are. He doesn’t know how to love you properly.” continuation in consecutive :> #fyp #foryoupage

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