Secrets untold

KIA

Have you ever laughed at yourself while believing in love? The kind of love that makes you blind when all you see are signs. When you are confronted with reality, you may believe that you are the one who is wrong, that you are missing something, and that this is why he is looking for someone else. There are a lot of questions wandering in my head, like: Is it really necessary to be stupid when you're in love? How long was it actually going on before I found out? Why didn’t he just dump me if he was going to cheat? How could he just look me in the eyes every day and lie? Did he not feel any sort of remorse? What did I do wrong?

All I did was to love him unconditionally, but I guess loving a person isn't enough...

My name is Kianna Myst Saavedra, and my boyfriend, or should I say fiance, cheated on me with my sister, just like all the other cliches in the film. Yup! My younger sister! half-sister, to be precise. The toughness of people's faces. My sister is the one he chose out of the vast number of women on the planet. While my snake sister chose my fiance from the dynamic number of males in the world. Isn't it lovely? My boyfriend, as well as her boyfriend,

Cute, matchy!

Do you think that's the end of the story? No! Because this is where everything begins. I drank away my sadness and met a man. Oh, wait—everything that transpired was completely unexpected! Don't pass judgment on me beforehand. First, listen to my story.

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I was set to surprise my fiancé at his condo just an hour ago. Today is our anniversary. We had a fight last night, and I was busy surprising him in order to reconcile. However, I did not anticipate being startled. I had just parked and was ready to leave when I noticed him entering his condo building with his arms around my stepsister... I followed them in secret and witnessed the most awful sight of my life.

I never thought such a dramatic story would happen to me! My 5 years of love! all fucking wasted!

I'm currently pouring a bottle of Carlo Rossi California Red, hoping that the wine will help me forget about him and the misery he has given me. However, why is this the case? Why am I in more pain now? Why am I being forced to do this? Is it right to hurt me? Is he cheating on me because I'm not good enough for him? Why does it appear like nothing matters anymore, including the time we spent together?

Here I am again... My tears are betraying me. They are deliberately taking the lead in falling...

I'm currently in the hotel's corridor, seeking the nearest restroom. I've gone around here before and have gotten lost since the doors are very identical. It's the same when I turn around.

“How come it’s the corridor again?” I said to myself. I think I'm lost.

Sob...

My world seemed to be whirling slowly as I lost control of myself. My stomach seems to be changing. I'm in desperate need of a restroom. I can't just puke here. When other people and hotel employees watch me suddenly vomit somewhere, it's embarrassing.

It's starting to feel strange... I've been roaming around the hotel for hours but have yet to meet anyone. Could someone just show up and lead me to the restroom?