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There are moments when I look at myself in the mirror and wonder-how the hell am I still smiling?

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There are moments when I look at myself in the mirror and wonder-how the hell am I still smiling?

Because honestly? My life has turned into a complete mess lately.

And yet, somehow, I'm still standing. Still breathing. Still showing up. Mostly because of the pillars in my life who haven't left my side-my family and a few close friends who've stuck with me even when I couldn't hold myself together.

But a few months ago? That day-that goddamn day-was the worst chapter of my life.

The day when every ounce of trust I had shattered.

The day I felt every horrible emotion you can possibly imagine-betrayal, heartbreak, loneliness, helplessness, disgust.

All of it.

My ex-boyfriend-my first ever boyfriend-the one I gave my whole heart to?

Yeah. He cheated on me.

And guess with whom?

My best friend.

I don't even know what stung more. His betrayal? Or hers?

All I remember feeling was rage-raw, soul-crushing rage. But underneath that... I was just broken. And when you're that broken, even your own voice starts to fade.

I couldn't speak up. I couldn't even cry properly. I felt paralyzed. So instead of fighting, I let it happen.

I let him manipulate me. Gaslight me. Bully me.

Sometimes I wonder-what the hell was I thinking? I knew what kind of guy he was. Everyone did. He was the classic playboy. Cocky, charming, flirty in all the wrong ways.

And yet, I still said yes to him.

I still thought I could be the exception.

God, I was so stupid.

Just as my thoughts were spiraling again, I was yanked out of my mess by the sound of a very familiar, very annoying voice-

"Di! Di! Mom's calling you!" my younger brother yelled, bursting into my room like it was on fire.

Ugh. "Okay, okay! Tell her I'm coming," I replied, still focused on my laptop screen.

"She's calling you urgently! It's important!" he insisted, dramatically rolling his eyes like I was the problem.

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