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She had been going so good. She wasn't drinking, she wasn't calling girls, she wasn't destroying anything out of anger, she was eating healthier and she was actually starting to take care of her body a little better.
Until she had decided to clean out her bedside table and found the diamond she had purchased only 2 weeks before her girlfriend's death.
So, Lisa sat at the kitchen counter, with a bottle of alcohol and read the little engraving over and over that was etched into the side of the ring. "For eternity"
Although it turns out, Lisa's eternity didn't last as long as she planned. She didn't even have the chance to look into those brown eyes as she slid the ring onto Chaeyoungs finger, whispering to her about how their eternity is only just beginning.
The more she drank, the more the little words in the silver swirled around on the surface, she was unable to see them with such a foggy mind. It was like her eyes were a lens that had been permanently unfocused, blurry and unable to capture a clear image of the world around her.
She had been proud of herself lately, proud that she knew what she had been doing would have been making Chaeyoung happy, but this.... this was the opposite. It was as if she could almost feel the presence of another with her right now.
Their aura... her aura, was like a little drop of light in Lisa's dark vision. In a way it was comforting, knowing that she was here and watching her. But, it also made her feel disgusted and disappointed in herself, this side of her was something that she had never thought would surface, and it was definitely a side of her that she would never want Chaeyoung to be exposed to.
Lisa stood from her chair, swaying a little, before tucking it in and wandering over to the living room, helplessly glancing around the room at the many photographs and hand painted/drawn artworks that held millions of little memories.
At every angle there was something new, something that made Lisa's eyes well up with tears. She felt like she was going insane, like no one could ever understand what she was thinking or how she was feeling.
Call her crazy but Lisa swore that what felt like two arms encircle her, pulling her in tight. Under any other circumstance, Lisa would have absolutely lost her shit and hid under her bed at the feeling of something that she couldn't see. But, right now, the last emotion she would have chosen to describe herself would be terrified.
No matter what form it took, Lisa knew she was able to recognise the other half of her soul. She just stood, slouching slightly, letting the arms of her loved one hold her close and stable.
There was a heaviness in the room, but it wasn't all sad. It felt sorry.
Chaeyoung would be heartbroken looking at Lisa right now, and Lisa knew it. She wouldn't be heartbroken because she was disappointed in her, but heartbroken because of what she was going through. Lisa knew she would understand, even though it was hard for her.
