The Price of a Lie

ed with $500,000, promised a future. It was my life savings, the sale of everything I owned, and even

e laugh I knew. It was loud, arrogant, and cruel. "She sold a kidney! Can you believe the gullibi

e for a family she' d do anything." Another voice slurred, "Heir to the entire Miller Tech fortune, and you' ve got this chick selling her organs for you. That' s next-level." I peeked through

hing to the marble floor. Stacks of hundred-dollar bills, my life'

ks, the shared dreams-all a meticulously crafted performance. My entire

I made a decision: I would reclaim my life. I called my art professor. And when Ethan called, I answered, my voice te