VEIL OF LIES
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  • Reads 223
  • Votes 28
  • Parts 14
  • Time 1h 13m
Ongoing, First published Mar 21, 2024
"Was loving you a mistake Livia? You were my everything, how could you do this to me?" I stare at her in disbelief as she flashes a sinister smile and lunges at me. Everything around me becomes darker, and I feel myself falling onto the ground.
"maybe." She mumbles as i see a red glow in her eyes.
The last thing I hear before darkness consumes me.
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