Searching for My Lost Little Lover GL

On the eve of the wedding, heartbroken and drunk, she finally worked up the courage to confess her love to the woman she had loved for fifteen years, only to be met with merciless disgust and scolding. At the wedding ceremony, her heart gave up. Watching the woman, radiant with happiness, express her love to a man, she wept, wounded and despairing. After the wedding, she quietly left. Perhaps the other woman's world no longer needed her, so all she could do was wish her happiness. The deeper the love, the deeper the hurt. Her cold heart had long since been sealed away. She only wanted to stay far from that painful