Perfect Lie

a hard place. I can't even go commit a

'm the one who caused you to fall to the ground," I say to the man, thinking I had moved away from him, but he'

he end of the world. Is he

late, I'll make it clear to the big man who,

orry, that the fault could be shared, as I didn't have the opportunity

ike that, I'm telli

ctor," he says with concern, stepping back when he feels hi

. My phone is still in my hands, and the desperation for my mother

is still with me. I dial my mom's number. I know she told

ng me instructions on the medication your father should tak

se, M

's wr

ment urgently. I need to go..." I collap

ing sure I don't move away from him. "I really don't see you well. I recognize t

t go with a stranger, I can't t

t back tears as a wave of worry washes over m

car... Wait, I have

ke advantage of the opportunity while he's distracted, and with a quick movement, I stop a taxi. The car stops, and without telling him the address

ave been clumsy in everything," I whispered under my breath

s to take you," the taxi dri

t the driver. I had no intention of conversing; I was not good at m

had to worry about how much money I could send to my mother. Then I would have

and I still haven't been able to get

one more day, but he asked me to buy the medicine an

l be deposited in the card, and you can pay for everything, the medication, the consultation,

n't want me to call you, but the truth is, my love, that I couldn't

y, that I will deposit the money in a couple of hours. I don't want them

to stay by my father's side. Ah... why isn't this taxi moving?

ve the money. I just have to find a way to deposit it. Oh, I can go to a qu

as possible," he says, stopping the car. I come back

route. Damn it, we were supposed to arrive in fifteen minutes, but he di

ith a mischievous smile. Shit! Hi

u doing here

presence affects me so much. Why is that? Yes, I'm stupid. He excites me because he i

e thoughts. I have to concen

u I would bring you. Why did you leave? Did

t it has left on me? He is to blame, who made him so handsome and attractive? In life, you can't ha

econd longer," I excuse myself, not wanting to admit

I need to regain my self-control and

ong way, I just want you to get to know me and meet the girl who fell

ness and sincerity, but

es radically. Who could it be? Is it his wife? Is it someone important? Does he have a girl

I'm eavesdropping, I turn my gaze away, although inside, I scold myself for idolizing every part of that man's body. I suppress a sigh because I don'

can feel his breath on my neck. I close my eyes

liste

leave now, knowing that you're already hom

nt to acco