Fake Smile

Fake Smile

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Thu, May 25, 20175m
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Her cheeks hurt from smiling for too long. The corners of her lips fought to fall down to reveal her true self. But she couldn't let that happen, not after realizing that this is what everybody wanted - a kid who would always be happy and playful, not someone who still carried the ghost of her past and didn't even know how to smile for real. She hadn't figured out how to act playful, but had been carrying out the 'happy girl' role pretty well so far. If only she could continue it for a few more days, she might get out of the orphanage and live with a real family. So she kept practicing to fake a smile, all the while hoping that nobody could tell a fake from a genuine smile.
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"And do you think lying to me again would make me stay." I was taken back by her question. "Lying to you? When did I ever..." "Cut the crap Dylan, I saw you. That night in your office. I saw the marks..." Taking her hand I placed it against my chest. "It's not what you think. Nothing happened that night believe me." "And why should I?" "What?" ***** "You are wrong. I don't feel anything about her. She is nothing compared to you." ***** "Dylan," she removed herself from me, "I don't think I can take all this emotional roller coaster ride. Before sure I admit I was struggling to make means end but my heart didn't endure this much pain when I'm with you." What is she saying? "What are you telling me?" Taking her hand she removed the ring from her fingers, "I can't marry you, I'm sorry."

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