When She Cries

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Rosé's POV

His words are like sharp daggers into my heart.

Why?

Why did I even believe him in the first place?  How am I this stupid, so gullible, so naive?

I sobbed, my body trembling with each sob as I hugged a pillow.

I hastily rummaged through my belongings and pulled out a little pink notebook.

It's my diary.

I know it might seem childish but in times such as these, writing in my diary is really comforting. It's like having someone close you can open up to.

I wrote, scribbled and wrote until my heart felt light again.

I put it under my pillow and tried to sleep.

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Golden Disc 2019 is in two days. Tomorrow, I have to rehearse with my bandmates.

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