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Jisoo sat on the edge of the bed, her mind racing as she replayed the events of the night before. The notebook she'd found in her sister's room weighed heavily on her conscience, its pages filled with detailed plans of betrayal and deceit. She turned the pages slowly, her hands trembling as she read through the damning evidence. Lisa stood nearby, her face a mask of concern and determination.

"Jisoo, we need to talk about what we found," Lisa said, her voice firm but gentle. "This is serious. We can't let them get away with this."

Jisoo looked up from the notebook, her eyes meeting Lisa's. She was perplexed, her thoughts a jumbled mess of emotions. "What do we do now?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Lisa sighed, running a hand through her hair. "We need to take action. We can't let Soo Ho and Soo Mi think they've won. We have to expose them for what they've done."

Jisoo didn't respond immediately. Instead, she reached up to touch the necklace around her neck, the guitar pick a comforting presence against her skin. The memory of the girl who had given it to her, the girl who had unknowingly given her strength, filled her mind. She held onto the necklace tightly, drawing strength from it.

"Jisoo?" Lisa's voice broke through her reverie. "Are you with me?"

Jisoo nodded slowly, though her mind was still a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. "I'm with you," she said finally. "But I need some time to think."

Lisa nodded, understanding. "Take all the time you need. I'll start gathering more evidence. We need to build a solid case against them."

With that, Lisa left the room, her determination evident in her stride. Jisoo was left alone with her thoughts, the weight of the notebook pressing down on her. She stared out the window, the ocean a calming yet distant presence. She could hear the faint sound of the shower running in the background, a reminder that Chaeyoung was nearby.

As she sat there, lost in thought, the sound of the shower stopped. Moments later, Chaeyoung emerged from the bathroom, her blonde hair damp and her skin flushed from the heat. She noticed Jisoo's distant expression and approached her with concern.

"Hey," Chaeyoung said softly, sitting down on the bed beside her. "Are you okay?"

Jisoo nodded, though her mind was still far away. "I'm fine," she said quietly.

Chaeyoung reached out and took Jisoo's hands in hers, giving them a reassuring squeeze. "You don't seem fine," she said gently. "Is there something on your mind?"

Jisoo looked at Chaeyoung, her heart aching with the weight of her secrets. She wanted to confide in her, to share the burden of her knowledge, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Instead, she forced a smile. "I'm just tired," she said. "It's been a long day."

Chaeyoung studied her for a moment, then nodded. "I understand," she said. "But you know I'm here for you, right? Whatever it is, we can get through it together."

Jisoo nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. "I know," she said. "Thank you."

Chaeyoung smiled and leaned in to kiss Jisoo's forehead. "Get ready," she said. "I have the whole day planned out for us. It's going to be perfect."

Jisoo forced another smile, trying to push aside the turmoil in her mind. "Okay," she said. "Let's make the most of it."

As Chaeyoung left the room to get dressed, Jisoo took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. She had to find a way to balance the love she felt for Chaeyoung with the need for revenge against those who had wronged her. But as she sat there, the weight of the guitar pick around her neck a constant reminder of her past, she couldn't help but wonder if she was strong enough to do it.

Meanwhile, Lisa was texting Jennie, trying to coordinate their next move. She was deep in thought when she felt a hand grab her mouth, and before she could react, a small towel was pressed against her nose and mouth. She struggled briefly, but the chloroform took effect quickly, and she lost consciousness, her phone slipping from her hand.

Back in the room, Jisoo tried to push aside her worries and focus on the day ahead. She knew that whatever happened, she had to keep moving forward.

For Chaeyoung, for Lisa, and for herself.

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