Tres_Aguila

Warning; Mature Content (r18)

If you are given the option to choose between being comforted by a lie or being hurt by the truth, which would you pick?

Remember, one lie has the power to taint a thousand truths.

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Abigail Woods, Abby for short, is a beautiful and strong-willed girl born out of wedlock to a poor and struggling mother. 

From a young age, she craved the genuine love of a father. However, life plays a cruel game on her when she ends up with a pedophile stepfather and a heartless stepsister.

After years of enduring abuse, Abby flees her past life on her twenty-first birthday and starts a new life in a faraway countryside as Stella Peterson.

For one whole year, Abby, now Stella, adopted the fake identity of a local farm girl and worked for the Dawsons as a vine dresser.

Everything was perfect for Stella until she crosses paths with two wealthy and handsome gentlemen, who are both rivals in the same line of business.

Both young men are tenacious and want Stella as a wife. But Stella's falsehoods and past are out to hunt her.

How far is Stella willing to go, to keep her real identity a secret? Would she succeed in her mission or would karma come calling?


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#Betrayal
#Love triangle
#Revenge
#Weak to strong
#Dark
#Survival
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ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA: BEWARE OF A FIBBING SAINTESS

Valerie came out of the spa and walked briskly towards the carpark where a sobbing Tracey was waiting beside her red exotic car.

"Tracey, you shouldn't have left the way you did. You should have stood your ground and placed that tramp where she belongs." Valerie scrunched face and narrowed glares conveyed her level of outrage. "Crying in front of everyone shows weakness and you know I don't hang around weaklings."

She brought out a handkerchief and tossed it to her friend.

"There, wipe your face and get into the car." Valerie hissed and got into the driver's seat while she waited patiently for Tracey to join her.

"Valerie, I'm sorry if my actions upset you," Tracey said when she was finally seated in the front passenger seat of the car. "I just couldn't stand Lily anymore. She has been making side comments about me since Danny got imprisoned and I couldn't take it anymore."

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