IS IT TIME FOR ME TO GIVE UP?

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Jisoo's POV:

Just as Jennie had promised, today is the day she’s going to tell me everything...EVERYTHING.

I still have no idea where we’re going. I let her drive while I was lost in my thoughts. I can still recall what had just happened yesterday. That was the worst day for me. Just like me, Seulgi's care for Lisa was like a real sister, and I can't blame her for acting like that.

But how about Jennie? I know she made a wrong choice to protect Lisa.

Does she deserve to be alone because of that?

But still...she did hurt her wife.

What if Lisa’s giving up now?

The longer I thought, the more frustrated I became. I groaned loudly, forgetting I was with Jennie. She glanced at me and then refocused on the road ahead.

“Why?” she asked, concerned.

“Nothing, I just...nevermind.” I didn’t want to distract her from driving, so I clamped my mouth shut.

Does her back and legs not hurt? She's been driving for about an hour already. I don't even know where we are. Feeling uneasy, I took out my phone, just in time to receive a message from Seulgi.

Kang: I'm sorry for the mess I caused yesterday. I already texted Jennie too.

I smiled at her message. Of course, Seulgi admitted her fault. I adore her for being like that.

“We’re here now, unnie.” Jennie’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I slid my phone back into my pocket and glanced out the window. The place was serene and solemn. Why are we here?

“Isn't this a cemetery?” I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion. Instead of answering, Jennie took out the bear and flowers from the backseat. We bought them earlier, but I didn’t bother asking for whom.

She started walking, and I followed. As we walked along the winding path of the cemetery, our footsteps slowed as we approached a particular spot.

'Kim Jacob' I read mentally from the tombstone. It was small and surrounded with flowers and toys.

“Unnie’s here,” I heard Jennie say as she knelt beside it, carefully placing the toys and flowers.

Wait...what? Unnie?

I stood still for a moment, watching her. She paused and looked up at me.

“Why are you still there? Come here,” she said, tapping the ground beside her. I sat next to her.

While she was busy cleaning the tombstone, I was trying to figure out why we were here. Who is Kim Jacob? What does this have to do with Jennie? What's with ‘Unnie’?

I felt like I was going crazy trying to piece it all together. Jennie finally sat beside me, staring absently at the grave.

“Who is Jacob?” I asked anxiously.

“He’s my little brother...” She answered, her voice barely audible. She smiled at me, but her eyes were filled with grief and sadness.

I didn’t know how to react. Since I met her, all I knew was that she was an only child. Everyone knew that. But now there’s a Jacob, her little brother.

“My past was a nightmare. A lot of things happened, and this is the worst among them all...” I remained silent, letting her speak.

“Aren’t you wondering why my own father despises me so much?” Though her gaze rested on her brother’s grave, every word she said was filled with pain. “Mom and Dad were very happy when they found out that Mom was pregnant again. What made them even more excited was that it was a boy. My dad really wanted a son.” She chuckled bitterly. “They even kept my mom’s pregnancy a secret to surprise my grandma. Their happiness was massive, and I was happy too. I always imagined what it would be like to have a younger sibling.”