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Book Title : Rin Will Never Love (Denied Love)
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I’m having so much fun creating them for you, dear readers.

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title and cover. Our main character, Khem (the young employee with a
name badge), will probably become a favorite of many readers from the ‫פתח‬
very beginning. Peony
But I also hope you’ll come to like Rin as well. He may seem a little harsh,
but deep down, she does care about Khem.

At first, I planned for this to bePage

just a1lighthearted
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found moments that might bring tears too.

Lastly, thank you to all my readers for your support. It truly gives me the
energy to keep writing. Your support means so much and helps bring new
stories to life! :)

Author

PROLOGUE Peony

Love...oh...Love.... Page 1 of 452

People confess their love in the most romantic settings-beautiful places,

delicious food, and soft, sweet music. But when love ends, everything turns
upside down. A broken heart, a crumbling sidewalk at night, heavy rain
soaking through clothes and blending with tears, and the humiliation of
being watched by strangers. All of these are key elements of a breakup.

"Phrapai."

A young woman with an oval-shaped face stood under the pouring rain,
holding an umbrella. Before her, someone knelt on the wet ground. Her
brown eyes lowered, gazing at the person who was about to become a part
of her past.

Her face remained calm, but guilt flickered in her eyes-so different from the
pleading gaze looking up at her. That beautiful, captivating face was stained
with tears, being washed away by the relentless rain. Anyone who saw it
would surely feel a pang of sorrow.

"Pai... no. I won't break up with you."

"Praenarin Kittithakorn" is a thirty-five-year-old woman who had never

bowed to anyone-except the woman she loved. Her slender hands trembled
as she reached out to touch the person before her in this heartbreaking
moment.

The streetlights illuminated the night, but her vision blurred behind a
curtain of tears. Her sorrowful eyes looked up at the woman standing before
her, silently pleading.

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Once again, Praenarin found herself kneeling on the ground, not caring
whether her exposed knees would be wounded. All that mattered was
holding on to the woman she loved most-the one who had been by her side
for the past five years.

Phrapai was the woman she had met in a lesbian bar years ago. She was the
only person Praenarin had truly loved since losing her mother. She had
already planned to propose soon, to build a future together. But now, that
dream was crumbling before her eyes.

"Let's break up."

The woman in the elegant dress stood under her umbrella, shielding herself
from the rain, as she spoke those heart-wrenching words for the second
time-reaffirming her decision. She had already said it once before, but now
she was making it clear.

Desperate, Praenarin moved closer, wrapping her arms around the woman's
legs, hoping-praying-that she would change her mind and reconsider their
love.

"Pai, can't you stay? I love you. I'll do anything-just don't leave me."

She had already been given time to think, and now, even after this second
confirmation, Praenarin still clung to the hope that Phrapai might
reconsider.

"I'm sorry... but I really can't choose you."

Phrapai gently pried Praenarin's hands away and stepped back, leaving her
kneeling in the rain, drenched and alone, as if the heavens themselves were
mocking her pain.

No matter how much she begged, the eyes that looked back at her gave the
same answer.

They couldn't go on anymore.

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She was being abandoned-again. And this time, she had given her love
wholeheartedly, without holding anything back.

"Why? Don't you love me?"

Praenarin was still kneeling in the same spot. Her once beautiful face now
looked dull and exhausted as she looked up at the woman who was about to
become a stranger. Tears streamed down her cheeks, making her look
utterly pathetic, hoping for even a shred of sympathy.

"I like men. I'm a terrible person. I was dating someone else while still with
you. Please, Rin, don't love me anymore. Hate me if you must-it's better
that way."

The words hit her harder than the cold rain pouring down on her skin. They
made it painfully clear-love and attachment alone weren't enough to keep
two people together forever.

She had always known Phrapai was bisexual. That had never been a secret.
But she had never prepared herself for the possibility that her lover might
one day waver and be drawn to a man.

She had trusted her completely. But love had made her a fool-a fool who
couldn't even bring herself to be angry about being cheated on. If only
Phrapai would reconsider, she would forgive everything.

"Pai, I love you. No matter what mistakes you've made, I'll forgive you."

She smiled, full of fragile hope, opening her arms to embrace Phrapai's
flaws and missteps. But the response she received shattered that hope into
pieces.

"I'm really sorry... but we can't be together anymore. Forget me. Goodbye.
Take care of yourself."

And just like that, the woman who had once been the sweetest, most
intoxicating love of her life walked away-dragging Praenarin's shattered
heart across the ground with her.

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This was yet another deep wound, another painful lesson in love. In over
ten years of falling in love, she had always been the one left behind-the one
drowning in heartbreak, forced to bear the pain alone.

She sat there, sobbing uncontrollably in the rain, not caring who saw her.
Memories of their happier days played vividly in her mind, but the pain of
loss was so overwhelming that it swallowed up any trace of those good
times.

She remained like that, lost in grief, until she suddenly realized that the cold
raindrops were no longer hitting her directly. Something was blocking
them.

Then, she saw a pair of sneakers stop right in front of her.

Lifting her tear-streaked face, she found herself looking at Khemjira-the

daughter of her father's close friend.

Their families had known each other for years, though Praenarin wouldn't
say they were particularly close. Khemjira was just her father's friend's
daughter, someone her father had always been fond of, treating her like his
own child.

Khemjira had been watching the heartbreaking scene unfold for a while
now. And there was no way she was going to let this woman sit here crying
all alone.

She was still in her university uniform, fresh from her final exams. The
moment she found out that the woman she loved was facing the most
painful moment of her life, she had rushed through her exam and left as
soon as she could.

"Get up."

Khemjira extended her hand, offering a warm smile filled with

encouragement to the woman she loved. She had loved her for so long, even
though Praenarin had someone else in her heart. Yet, she had always kept
that love hidden, never letting it show-until now.

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Praenarin looked at the girl holding the umbrella for her, then at the slender
hand reaching out. Just as she was about to take it, she hesitated and pulled
her hand back. With what little strength she had left, she forced herself to
stand, her body trembling from the cold.

Then, without a word, she started walking along the riverside, lost in a daze,
as if her mind had completely shut down.

The pain in her heart was unbearable. It was suffocating. She felt like
breathing itself was a punishment.

Even though Praenarin ignored her, Khemjira followed closely behind,

unwilling to leave her alone in this state. She wasn't sure what Praenarin
planned to do-whether she just needed to cry until she felt better, or whether
she wanted to scream at the sky in frustration. But whatever it was,
Khemjira refused to let her face it alone.

Then, suddenly, Praenarin stopped.

She turned to face the vast, dark river. And then... she moved forward, her
steps slow and deliberate, as if preparing to jump.

Jump?

Wait-no!

"Rin! Don't! Don't do it!"

Khemjira dropped the umbrella and rushed forward, wrapping her arms
around Praenarin's waist just as she was about to leap.

She knew.

She knew Praenarin couldn't swim.

And she wasn't about to let her go.

"Let me go! I want to die! There's no Pai anymore-there's no reason for me

to live! Let me go!"

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"But I won't let you die! Please, don't do this! Your father is waiting for
you. Come home."

Khemjira held on tightly, her thin arms locking around Praenarin, refusing
to let go no matter how much she struggled. The rain soaked them both to
the bone, the cold seeping deep into their skin, but Khemjira didn't care.
She wouldn't let anything happen to this woman.

"It hurts! I want to die! Don't you hear me?!"

"I won't let you die."

"Why do you even care?!"

"Because I love you."

Everything fell silent.

For a moment, it felt as if even the pouring rain had frozen in the air.

"I love you, Rin. And I will never let the person I love destroy herself.
Please, don't do this."

Praenarin stood frozen for several seconds after those words left Khemjira's
lips.

Then, suddenly, she wrenched herself free, tears still streaming down her
face. Her voice trembled as she spat out the cruelest words she could
muster.

"I hate love. If you love me, then I'll hate you too."

She declared it with conviction.

If love only ever led her to this kind of pain, she vowed-she would never
love again.

Khemjira looked at her with understanding.

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