@imn0trowan_xio: (Special Part) Eight years had passed. Eight years since Sage Kim closed the door behind Blair Yu. Eight years since she had whispered I love you through trembling lips and walked away before Blair could give her an answer. Sage had built a life far away from Seoul. She became successful on her own terms, eventually taking over one of her father's international divisions. She traveled constantly, met hundreds of people, and learned how to live without the person who had once occupied every corner of her heart. She told herself she was over Blair. She told herself so many times. She almost believed it. Almost. Because whenever someone asked her if she had ever been in love, Sage always smiled faintly. "Once." And whenever they asked what happened, she would simply answer, "We grew apart." She never said that she still dreamed about her sometimes. She never admitted that she still remembered Blair's favorite coffee. She never told anyone that she still kept an old photograph of them tucked inside the back of a drawer. She had tried to stop loving Blair. She really had. But some feelings don't disappear just because you desperately want them to. — Blair never forgot her either. For years, she wondered if Sage hated her. She couldn't blame her if she did. After Sage left, Blair's relationship with Yuna eventually ended. Not because of betrayal. Not because of some dramatic fight. Simply because Blair finally realized something she had refused to understand for years. She had been trying to love someone while constantly searching for someone else. Yuna deserved better. So did Sage. Blair spent years regretting the things she couldn't take back. The jealousy. The possessiveness. The selfishness. Most of all, the way she had assumed Sage would always be there. She dated afterward. She met other people. But nobody ever felt like Sage. Nobody knew her the way Sage did. Nobody made silence feel comfortable. Nobody remembered the smallest things. Nobody looked at Blair as though she was home. Eventually, Blair stopped searching. She convinced herself that perhaps some people were simply meant to remain memories. Until one evening, eight years later, she saw Sage again. — It happened at a charity foundation gala. Blair was standing near the entrance, listening to someone speak about an upcoming project, when the room suddenly became strangely quiet. She turned. And there she was. Sage. Older. More confident. Her hair slightly shorter, her expression calmer, her presence somehow even more elegant than Blair remembered. For a moment, Blair couldn't breathe. Eight years disappeared. She wasn't looking at the CEO's daughter. She wasn't looking at the woman who had built a successful life overseas. She was looking at the girl who used to sit beside her during thunderstorms because Blair hated the sound of thunder. "Sage..." The name escaped her before she could stop it. Sage turned. Their eyes met. Neither moved. Sage's expression changed almost imperceptibly. Surprise. Then sadness. Then something Blair couldn't quite identify. "Blair." Just her name. Nothing more. Yet Blair felt eight years of regret crash over her all at once. "You came back." "For good." Blair swallowed. "Can we talk?" Sage hesitated. Then she nodded. "Okay." — They found a quiet balcony away from the crowd. For several seconds, neither spoke. Blair looked at her. "You look happy." Sage smiled faintly. "I am." Blair nodded. "I'm glad." Silence. Then Blair finally said the words she'd carried for years. "I'm sorry." Sage looked at her. "For what?" "For everything." (continuation in the comments;>) #winrinaau #jiminjeong #winrina #fyp #au

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