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Rechel Hedly's P O V

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling a little too comfortable, yet the pain shooting all over my body.

Memories of last night played like a movie while I lay there on the bed, not wanting to get up and see him.

I took a sigh and turned around, curling myself into a ball for comfort.

My life descends to end like this when I am in love with a married man and is only been used as his play thing.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I could still hear his confidence when he said that my lips could only lie and not my heart and body, which craved for him.

And I was so stupid to lie through my lips that I hate him or I don't want him even while I was so shamelessly craving for him.

At least I didn't give up on saying those lies, which can still be kept as the only thing for my self respect.

At least my lips didn't betray me like my body and heart did.

He can see through me and my feelings, while I can't. I can't even guess what he thinks or what he wants to do.

He is so ha