Truth Or Truth

sun felt warm on my skin, and the fresh air filled my lungs with a sense of freedom I had almost forgotten. I lo

mories and at that moment I also regretted my actions which had brought me to this part of the city. Over time, I have thought about what I

ent behind the bars would make me forget the hurt I felt, but the scars of those years lingered, haunting me like a shadow that refused to let go. I had l

ug. My friends stood behind her with eyes full of warmth and relief. As we drove home, memories flooded back – of the day I was

ter another woman and since then, it has been me and my mother against the world. Being the hopeless romantic my mother was she had enco

do tease me that I was cursed by the goddess of love. This narration changed after I met Kev at our freshman part

ble, with me and Kev being the couple of the group. He changed my perspective

that was how our lives turn upside down, some unsettling truth came to