All A Lie

After her father died, the world stopped making sense. Grief hollowed her out, left her drifting through days that felt borrowed. The café is cruel-its walls echo with orders and insults, and she's learned to wear a smile that doesn't belong to her. Lies are her currency now.

She tells them to survive, to keep the truth buried where it can't hurt her. Then he walks in, soft-spoken and steady, and something shifts. She lets him see pieces of her no one else has touched. But love, like everything else, might be just another illusion. And if he was a lie too, what's left of her that's real?

She's mastered the art of disappearing in plain sight, of speaking without saying anything real. But with him, the lies begin to unravel, thread by thread. And as the walls she built start to crack, she's left wondering: if love was never meant to save her, could it still be the thing that breaks her open?