❝ 𝐌𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥❞
When 𝐀𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐋𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐚, walks into his world, she's nothing but soft edges and shy glances-a girl burdened with debts, abandoned by a father who never cared. She only wants f...
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AMISHA
Betrayal cuts deeper than any knife.
And love? That's just another lie people tell themselves to make betrayal hurt less.
Today, I got a taste of both.
I sat in my friend's café, fingers wrapped around a coffee mug that had long gone cold, my mind replaying the moment that shattered me into pieces. If I had known this morning that my heart would be ripped out by the very people I trusted the most, maybe I would've done things differently. Maybe I wouldn't have worn this suit, thinking it meant something. Maybe I wouldn't have looked at him with hope in my eyes.
Maybe I wouldn't have been such a fool.
My so-called boyfriend, the man I thought I would marry one day, had his lips on my best friend. And when I caught them, when I stood there frozen, expecting at least an apology, all I got were words sharp enough to carve into my bones.
"You haven't even kissed anyone except your father, and that too on the cheek."
"Do you even belong to this world? You're no fun."
"Just admit you're asexual. I can't date someone like that."
And the final blow?
"Look at Shanaya. She's sexier than you. She'd look better in that suit than you ever could."
Something inside me cracked.
A bitter laugh left my lips as I downed my coffee in one go, letting the burn scorch its way down my throat. I barely felt it. What was one more kind of pain?
