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love is a lie:lewis must pay

if you love dramas,you'll love this. "My beautiful Margaret," Lewis uttered, his palm grazing my cheek. His eyes bore into mine, a mixture of sorrow and regret. "At least you used to look beautiful before we got married." His words hung in the air, heavy with disappointment. The room seemed to close in on me, the walls suffocating. What had happened to us? Was our love merely a facade, a beautiful lie? "I am in love with Ariana," Lewis confessed, his voice barely audible. "We've been together for a long time, and it's her my heart now yearns for." My heart clenched. Ariana—my best friend. The revelation struck me like a lightning bolt. How had I missed the signs? How had our love unraveled so completely? I sank to my knees, tears streaming down my face. The pain was unbearable, a raw ache that threatened to consume me. Lewis sighed, the sound echoing through the room, and then he walked away. In that moment, my world shattered. Love had betrayed me, and friendship had crumbled. I was left with nothing but the remnants of a broken heart, wondering if any of it had ever been real.

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The date

AARON POV

As I gazed at Margaret, I said, "You look beautiful, as usual."

The music changed, and the familiar notes of my favorite 80s song by Wills filled the restaurant.

I felt a surge of nostalgia and said, "This is my favorite song." I placed my order, and Margaret smiled knowingly.

"I requested them to play it  when I arrive," she said.

I raised an eyebrow, curious. "How did you know,it was my favorite song?" I asked, my voice low and serious.

Margaret leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper: "Let's just say Ace gave away your secret."

I glanced over at Ace, who was standing with the other bodyguards, and he quickly looked away, his expression sheepish.

I started hearing whispers.i looked around and saw people smiling at I and Margaret direction.

As the song reached its climax, I felt a lump form in my throat. I placed a finger on my lip, gesturing to Margaret to be quiet, and we both let the music wash over us.