The Unwritten Chapter - LingOrm

LINGERING VOID

Orm sat on her couch unable to sleep. Her gaze drifted towards the figure. The persistent presence that refused to leave, had chased her around the house, seeking forgiveness that she was not yet ready to give. She avoided leaving the bathroom earlier, avoiding any interaction with her, who had eventually tire herself out and fallen asleep.

She looked at a plane ticket on her desk. It was a reminder of a decision she had to make. Before this happens, she had talked to her mom about helping with their business in London. She didn't want to go at first because of school, but now she was thinking differently. She felt like she needed to leave and start over. She knew that staying here would only make things worse. She wanted to heal and get away from all the trouble. Her gaze then drifted to the luggage that sat packed in the corner of the room, a tangible reminder of the decision she had made two days prior.

As the sun started to rise, she stood near the couch and looked at Lingling, who was sleeping peacefully. Lost in her own thoughts, she reached out tentatively, her fingers tracing the contours of the woman's hair and face with a gentle touch, careful not to disturb her rest.

Memories flooded her mind, of a love that once burned passionately between them, despite the pain and heartache it had brought. Despite it all, she couldn't help but be captivated by the beauty of the woman before her, a bittersweet smile drew on her lips.

As the sun started to come up, a tear roll down her cheek. She was feeling a lot of emotions. She leaned down and kissed Lingling on the forehead, a gesture of goodbye and showing that she still loved her, even though she couldn't say it out loud. With a hollowness, she turned away, her things in hand, knowing that she could no longer linger in this moment.

In a final act of goodbye, she left, knowing that when the woman awoke, her life would be changed. And with each step away, she carried with her the weight of memories and the hope of a new beginning.

Orm sat in her car. She couldn't stop the tears from coming. Each tear showed how upset she was inside. Her nose was red from wiping away her tears.

As the car glided towards the airport, her heart clouding with the weight of her decision. Leaving was not easy, but it was necessary. She longed for healing, for a respite from the relentless ache in her soul. She was tired of being consumed by her own emotions, tired of feeling weak and helpless. Though she was hurting, she realized something important: Love wasn't enough. It couldn't fix her problems or make her feel better. She decided to do something brave by going to leave her comfort zone, face her fears, and learn more about herself.

Orm kept thinking about what Lingling had said: that being young is like having a blank canvas, ready for new experiences and chances. But she wasn't leaving just to meet people or forget about her problems. She wanted to understand herself better, to explore the deepest parts of who she is. And so, as the car neared the airport, Orm made a silent vow to choose herself. She would be strong and brave, and she would face whatever came next. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was ready to do it on her own. She understood that the best way to grow is to explore the unknown parts of yourself.

Lingling slowly stirred from her slumber, reaching out to the empty space beside her, a chill replacing the warmth she expected. Panic crept into her as she scanned the room, calling out for Orm, her voice echoing in the silence. The neatness of the room only deepened her confusion, and tears welled up in her eyes as she frantically searched for any sign of the younger woman.

"Orm?" She checked the bathroom, finding it empty. The open cabinet offered no comfort, no trace of the blonde's clothes to be found. She ran downstairs, the sound of her cries mingling with Orm's name reverberating through the house.

Her frantic steps came to a sudden halt as she beheld Ying seated calmly on the couch, sipping coffee as if untouched by the chaos around her. Lingling's question hung, demanding an answer that Ying delivered with a casual nonchalance. "Orm had already left." The news struck Lingling like a blow, her eyes pleading for more information. "Please tell me where she goes."

Ying shrugged, her expression unreadable. "I don't know where. All I know is she left."

The CEO shakes her head, she doesn't believe anything. All she wants is to see Orm. Her heart sinking with each passing moment. "Please, Ying. Just tell me."

Her friend exhaled deeply. "I seriously don't know, Ling. I know she had a plan to leave, but I don't know where." She confessed. She knew her cousin would leave. She was the first to know but Orm didn't say where she was going.

Her grip on Ying's arm loosened as she turned around, lost in a sea of helplessness and tears. Lingling is at a loss, unable to find a way forward as tears continue to flow unchecked. If she had known the woman was leaving, she would have stayed awake.

The older woman collapsed to her knees, tears streaming down her face. The short-haired stared at her with pity, despite having hurt her cousin. She felt the urge to console her but held back, grappling with her own sense of disappointment.

Lingling's world fell apart when Orm disappeared without saying goodbye. She was left with a lot of questions and no answers. It was like a big storm that destroyed everything in its path.

Lingling couldn't deal with the pain of Orm being gone, so she started drinking a lot to try to forget about it. She drank so much that she didn't know what day it was anymore, and she went to work drunk, crying. She couldn't focus on her company anymore, She was so heartbroken that it was like she was trapped in a dark cloud. Her family, friends, and even colleagues don't know how to help her. She was constantly reminded of her, and it made her feel empty inside. Every day was a struggle to deal with her sadness and find a way to feel better.

Her life was falling apart, but her friends and family were there to help her and make her feel better. They wanted to guide her back to her usual self, but it was going to be a long and difficult journey. Lingling felt lost and alone, and she needed something to help her find her way back to the light.