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Lisa really had never set foot again in Jennie's castle. Not even once in the whole five years since she had an argument with Jennie. 





The satchel bag that the blonde threw on Jennie's face was still on Jennie. She was keeping it in her room, staring at it every night. It was already empty. She can no longer remember what was inside it five years ago, but she can still remember how Lisa looked when she cried and the words she had uttered that day. 





Every night, guilt was hunting her and giving her a hard time sleeping. But Jennie had never done anything to get rid of that guilt. She had never stepped outside her castle to apologize to the blonde. 




Jennie had never done anything to make Lisa feel that she was regretting what she said back then. She had just stayed inside her castle, drowning herself in loneliness.





Jennie could no longer see any reason to keep living in this world. She literally has nothing already. Her family was long gone and the girl that she loved the most would never come back again. Killing herself had crossed her mind hundreds or maybe even a thousand times already, but she had never attempted to do that. 




Maybe because deep inside she was still hoping. Maybe deep inside Jennie was still hoping that one day Lisa would come back into her arms. Even though she knew that muddy water was clearer than that possibility. 




Jennie tried to convince herself that Lisa and her story had already ended years ago. But she guessed that she didn't believe that wholly, since there was still a part of her that was hoping and waiting for Lisa. 




Actually, Jennie had never done anything to forget Lisa. Moving on had never crossed her mind, not even once. Probably because she never wanted to forget Lisa. Probably because she knew that she wouldn't be able to do that. 




That is why Jennie had decided that she would just bury these feelings with her when she died.




Watching Jennie suffer in loneliness has been torture for her servants. They couldn't think of anything that would lift Jennie aside from Lisa. 




No matter how much effort they exerted, they had never seen Jennie smile genuinely again ever since her birthday five years ago. Faking a smile was already hard for Jennie. And like what she wanted to happen, they never celebrated her birthday again. 

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