She slept very little that night. Tears smudged her pillow, as she cried in silence. Nightmarish images crossed before her eyes; closing them didn't chase these away. Her body shook and she embraced her small body in her effort to create the illusion of warmth.
Peace.
Happiness.
That's all she wanted.
But that's not what she would get. She knew awfully well that in life, we rarely get what we wish for the most. So she lived this way. With a heavy heart and a fake smile ready to fool the world. And the world ate it up. Every lie that left her lips was taken as a truth. Each word of deceit taken to heart by those naive enough to believe it.
Sometimes she hoped for someone to see past the mask and the facade. But no one ever cared enough to try.
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Fanfiction"Like almost every villain in the stories I've read, I'm trying to make life more simple," she said, a shrug punctuating her statement. Jimin's eyes burned with sadness disguised as anger, "Maybe life isn't supposed to be simplified". Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 20...
