Word by word, piece by piece, she exposed the truth.
Each day a new letter came, until there was nothing left to tell.
No secrets to hide, no stories untold.
This is the story of Layla.
As your mouth utters the truth, as your pen traces the calligraphy of the letters, it reminds you of how it all began. How everything went so wrong from a simple mistake with a complex solution. We could have solved everything; but band aides only hide bullet holes. The heart is not a pawn to be played with, and yet the demons inside dared. Everything was just a big game I didn't know I was playing.
And that was the reason I lost.
I want to tell you why. Rumours spread like the plague, poisoning everyone's perspective of what actually happened that night. I'm sure you've heard them all. But I want you to know the truth.
Although it doesn't really matter what I want, does it? No one ever cared what I wanted. Especially not you.
But now, I'm going to get my way.
And there's nothing you can do about it.
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