The lie didn’t arrive in words. It slid toward me on a porcelain plate, sugar-slick and cruel, looping chocolate letters turning my private hope into public humiliation. Laughter swallowed the air while my chest caved in. No ring. No question. Just a “joke” I was expected to swallow with dessert. That night, something inside me quietly, irrevocably br… Continues…
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