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She sits in her room for a long time that day. She doesn't get out of bed. Lisa tries to encourage her out. “It's what Jisoo would've wanted,” Lisa insists, but Rosé knows better.
Jisoo would've wanted to be alive. She wanted Rosé to save her, but she didn't, she wasn't able to and now—now Jisoo is dead.
“Why won't you come?” Lisa asks softly, sitting down on the bed next to her. Rosé closes her eyes.
It's because Jisoo's last words won't stop echoing in her ears.
"Don't cry, Rosé," Jisoo had said, her hand reaching up to brush away her tears. "We'll see each other again. I know it."
And then she died in Rosé's arms while Rosé begged her not to go, begged her to stay because, Jisoo I love you I love you I love you.
Rosé doesn't answer Lisa. She just looks away.
Lisa leaves her alone. Rosé doesn't even notice she's left until the bed's gone cold.
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Jisoo's funeral is on a Monday.
Rosé doesn't go.
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ANDA SEDANG MEMBACA
until i found you. [ chaesoo ]
Fiksyen Peminat"Rosé," she breathes into her ear, and Rosé's hands wrap around her waist, dipping low enough that they're just above her ass. "You're right," Jisoo tells her. "Two halves make a whole, don't they?" - 𝑶𝒓, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑱𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔, 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 �...
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