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"When are you going to tell me?"

I've waited since the day I found out.

I've waited since two days before our wedding.

I've waited all day on our wedding day.

I fucking waited every single day during our honeymoon.

And now that we've reached my place after eight days vacation at Greece, I can't hold it any longer.

"Hmmm? Tell you what?"

She's fucking good at this. No wonder I couldn't detect it at all.

"You've lied for four fucking years," I glare at her as she's stunned at my outburst, "When are you going to tell me about it? When, Eve? When?"

She finally has that worried look on her face. Her hands stop folding the clothes altogether as she lifts her face to meet my eyes.

"What do you mean?" There's vibrations in her voice as she looks at me with her big brown eyes. Her black hair that is tied loosely is complimenting her long neck. She's beautiful, and looked so delicate. Innocent. But she's a goddamn liar.

"You never plan to tell me, do you? Was it so easy to fool me? Fou