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uld see the disappointment on her face and I knew I was in for a long, drawn-out lecture from my mother about my lack of a love life. She had been on my case for months, and it was b

d you cancel the blind date I set up? My mother

setting me up with are destined to fail. It's genuinely not a good idea, and I'm get

thirty!" She exclaimed, a mix of c

surprise. A sigh involuntarily escaped me, as I understood her conce

and their attraction to me feels insincere and contrived. I can't consider their intentions seriously and they're neither my spec. Als

ued and interested,"

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had always believed that I would find someone special, just like she had found my father. But I was different. I wanted something more real, somethin

usually styled in a chic manner. She was strikingly beautiful with delicate features, and her skin was olive-toned wit

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h, the leaves rustling around us, and the air filled with the scent of fallen foliage. Her gaze met mi

ring. "I never loved you for who you are. I was initially drawn to yo

built on a foundation of deceit. I couldn't believe what I was he

changed along the way. I didn't expect it, but I fell in love with you. It

old onto the hope that love had somehow blossomed amidst the lies. But another part

The love I once felt for Emily had been tainted by the knowledge of her initial intentions. It

n, is not easily repaired. Emily's transformation from a gold digger to someone who claime

alled, bringing

s I tried to recall her name. Sarah, I think. It was one of those spontaneous

re than it is. Trying to stay quiet, I tiptoed to my bedroom where Sarah lay, making sure my mother didn't notice any sound. My heart pounde

ment in her eyes. "You seem worried about your mom fi

ture of our relationship. "It's just that my mom... she can be a bit old-

on the bedspread. "Well, maybe you should introduce me as

d the guilt of deceiving my mother. "It's not that simple, Sarah.

door to my room creaked open. My heart leaped into my throat, and I tu

r a moment, time seemed to stand still as her gaze darted between Sarah an

e room, her footsteps echoing down the hallway. The