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A Perfect Lie: His Doll Wife

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 838    |    Released on: 18/08/2025

woke up in a different hospital this time, a quiet

had the decency to look ashamed, b

s voice laced with practiced regret. He tr

tumbling out in a rushed, defensive stream. "But Gia was

All

eyes pleading. "You know that, right? I

g. No anger, no sadness. Just a vast, empty numbness. I was

arfully recounted how she had been the target of the mob, how Carter had

udacious it was

me to my room and saw the s

" he asked, a flicker

eal is done. I' m taking my m

allway to take the call, his voice a low, soothing murmur. I watched him t

s priority. It

my lips. Even now, he c

ater, his face a thundercloud. He was hold

e snarled, shoving

"GIA SALAZAR' S SECRET PLASTIC SURGERY: LEAKED PR

, her face marked up for surgery. It was Gia, before Carter had transformed her

voice echoing in the small room.

ings, the specific angles of the shots... they were Ca

" I said, my voice tired.

been jealous of her! You hate that you' re just

" I whispered, "

e, so twisted, that somethi

the searing pain in my ribs. "You think I' m jea

ged animal, the years of pain a

shield, a sacrifice for your sick obsession! You stood th

He was trying to defend himself, to rationalize his monstr

I was just a stand-in! A cheap replac

d, but I w

never loved me. You loved the idea

peak, to offer another l

a dangerous low. "Don' t you dare say you

lent, his

frenzy. Her "natural beauty" brand was shattered. Her s

al after an apparent suicide attempt. The ne

her games. I knew it

ilt and worry. He believed he wa

med me for

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A Perfect Lie: His Doll Wife
A Perfect Lie: His Doll Wife
“I was a good architect, overseeing my dream project, until a fire on the 45th floor burned my life to the ground. I saved a man, but in return, the flames took my face and my future, leaving me a disfigured monster. Then he appeared like a savior-Carter Long, the brilliant plastic surgeon I'd secretly loved for years. He promised to restore me. He promised to protect me. He even married me. After two years of painful surgeries, the day the final bandages came off, he handed me a mirror. The face staring back was a beautiful stranger's. He showed me a photo of an influencer, a woman named Gia. "My one true love," he said, a wistful look in his eyes. I had been sculpted into her perfect replica. His plan was monstrous. I was to be her body double, a living shield to protect her from scandals. "You are my masterpiece," he said coldly. "You owe me." I stared at the man I had married, the man who promised to save me. He threatened to release photos of my burned face if I disobeyed. He wasn't my savior; he was my creator and my jailer. My reflection mocked me. I wasn't Alysha Jones anymore. I was a copy, a counterfeit trapped in a gilded cage built on his obsession. And I had no way out.”
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