The Price of a Lie

The Price of a Lie

He Shuyao

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The dull ache in my side was a souvenir from the back-alley clinic, but the briefcase in my hand, filled with $500,000, promised a future. It was my life savings, the sale of everything I owned, and even a kidney sold on the black market. All for Ethan, all to save the man I loved from experimental cancer. As I reached his luxury apartment, number 1208, I heard his laugh from inside. It wasn't the gentle laugh I knew. It was loud, arrogant, and cruel. "She sold a kidney! Can you believe the gullibility?" Ethan boomed, followed by laughter. "She handed over every penny she had, just like that." My blood ran cold. The heavy briefcase felt like it was filled with stones. Then Olivia Hayes' slick voice chimed in: "I told you she was the perfect target. That little orphan girl, so desperate for a family she' d do anything." Another voice slurred, "Heir to the entire Miller Tech fortune, and you' ve got this chick selling her organs for you. That' s next-level." I peeked through the cracked door. Ethan, vibrant and healthy, smirked, sipping whiskey. "It was Olivia' s idea, really. A way to get back at her for winning that art scholarship she wanted. A little punishment." My knees buckled. The briefcase slipped from my numb fingers, crashing to the marble floor. Stacks of hundred-dollar bills, my life' s savings and the price of my flesh, spilled out like a sick joke. Every word was a hammer blow to my reality. The love, the late-night talks, the shared dreams-all a meticulously crafted performance. My entire two-year relationship, the one solid thing in my life, was a lie. A game. But then, a cold, hard anger began to burn through the devastation. I would not be a victim. In that grimy restroom, I made a decision: I would reclaim my life. I called my art professor. And when Ethan called, I answered, my voice terrifyingly calm. "I' m on my way," I said. "Just got held up." I was about to show him just how much I had learned.

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The dull ache in my side was a souvenir from the back-alley clinic, but the briefcase in my hand, filled with $500,000, promised a future. It was my life savings, the sale of everything I owned, and even a kidney sold on the black market. All for Ethan, all to save the man I loved from experimental cancer.

As I reached his luxury apartment, number 1208, I heard his laugh from inside. It wasn't the gentle laugh I knew. It was loud, arrogant, and cruel. "She sold a kidney! Can you believe the gullibility?" Ethan boomed, followed by laughter. "She handed over every penny she had, just like that."

My blood ran cold. The heavy briefcase felt like it was filled with stones. Then Olivia Hayes' slick voice chimed in: "I told you she was the perfect target. That little orphan girl, so desperate for a family she' d do anything." Another voice slurred, "Heir to the entire Miller Tech fortune, and you' ve got this chick selling her organs for you. That' s next-level." I peeked through the cracked door. Ethan, vibrant and healthy, smirked, sipping whiskey. "It was Olivia' s idea, really. A way to get back at her for winning that art scholarship she wanted. A little punishment."

My knees buckled. The briefcase slipped from my numb fingers, crashing to the marble floor. Stacks of hundred-dollar bills, my life' s savings and the price of my flesh, spilled out like a sick joke.

Every word was a hammer blow to my reality. The love, the late-night talks, the shared dreams-all a meticulously crafted performance. My entire two-year relationship, the one solid thing in my life, was a lie. A game.

But then, a cold, hard anger began to burn through the devastation. I would not be a victim. In that grimy restroom, I made a decision: I would reclaim my life. I called my art professor. And when Ethan called, I answered, my voice terrifyingly calm. "I' m on my way," I said. "Just got held up." I was about to show him just how much I had learned.

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“The dull ache in my side was a souvenir from the back-alley clinic, but the briefcase in my hand, filled with $500,000, promised a future. It was my life savings, the sale of everything I owned, and even a kidney sold on the black market. All for Ethan, all to save the man I loved from experimental cancer. As I reached his luxury apartment, number 1208, I heard his laugh from inside. It wasn't the gentle laugh I knew. It was loud, arrogant, and cruel. "She sold a kidney! Can you believe the gullibility?" Ethan boomed, followed by laughter. "She handed over every penny she had, just like that." My blood ran cold. The heavy briefcase felt like it was filled with stones. Then Olivia Hayes' slick voice chimed in: "I told you she was the perfect target. That little orphan girl, so desperate for a family she' d do anything." Another voice slurred, "Heir to the entire Miller Tech fortune, and you' ve got this chick selling her organs for you. That' s next-level." I peeked through the cracked door. Ethan, vibrant and healthy, smirked, sipping whiskey. "It was Olivia' s idea, really. A way to get back at her for winning that art scholarship she wanted. A little punishment." My knees buckled. The briefcase slipped from my numb fingers, crashing to the marble floor. Stacks of hundred-dollar bills, my life' s savings and the price of my flesh, spilled out like a sick joke. Every word was a hammer blow to my reality. The love, the late-night talks, the shared dreams-all a meticulously crafted performance. My entire two-year relationship, the one solid thing in my life, was a lie. A game. But then, a cold, hard anger began to burn through the devastation. I would not be a victim. In that grimy restroom, I made a decision: I would reclaim my life. I called my art professor. And when Ethan called, I answered, my voice terrifyingly calm. "I' m on my way," I said. "Just got held up." I was about to show him just how much I had learned.”
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