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Graduation didn’t feel like an ending. It felt like a promise. The university gate stood behind us, tall and familiar . Jenny walked beside me, her heels clicking hard against the pavement. She held her certificate tightly, like it might fly away if she loosened her grip. “We did it,” I said, smiling at her. She smiled back, but something in inside her . I noticed that. I noticed everything about her. The way she used to walk closer to me without thinking. The way she used to lean into my shoulder when she was tired . That day, there was a small space between us. Not large enough to see—but large enough to feel. First time feel. Three years of loving her quietly, fiercely, completely. I thought graduation was the start of our real life together. I didn’t know it was the beginning of the end. Jenny After graduation, everyone talked about dreams. Jobs. Travel. Marriage. They all sounded beautiful when spoken out loud. But inside me Jenny lee pov I love...
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