Dgirlblusky

if you love dramas,you'll love this.

"My beautiful Margaret," Lewis uttered, his palm grazing my cheek. His eyes bore into mine, a mixture of sorrow and regret. "At least you used to look beautiful before we got married."

His words hung in the air, heavy with disappointment. The room seemed to close in on me, the walls suffocating. What had happened to us? Was our love merely a facade, a beautiful lie?

"I am in love with Ariana," Lewis confessed, his voice barely audible. "We've been together for a long time, and it's her my heart now yearns for."

My heart clenched. Ariana—my best friend. The revelation struck me like a lightning bolt. How had I missed the signs? How had our love unraveled so completely?

I sank to my knees, tears streaming down my face. The pain was unbearable, a raw ache that threatened to consume me. Lewis sighed, the sound echoing through the room, and then he walked away.

In that moment, my world shattered. Love had betrayed me, and friendship had crumbled. I was left with nothing but the remnants of a broken heart, wondering if any of it had ever been real.

love is a lie:lewis must pay

I stood at the staircase railing, gazing out at the grandeur of the house. The opulent chandeliers, the lavish furnishings, the sheer scale of the estate - it was all so... tantalizing.

And I knew I could acquire many more like it in no time. My wealth, my influence, my charm - all of these tools would serve me well in my quest for dominance.

As I lost myself in thought, the sound of the door bursting open drew my attention. I looked down to see Ariana storming in, her anger easy for one to see.

Her eyes flashed up to meet mine, and for a moment, I felt a thrill of excitement. Her gaze pierced through my soul, but I knew that was all she could do. I hold the power now.

"My love," I called out from my perch, my voice dripping with condescension. I savored the word, knowing it would only fuel her anger.

questioning 1