149 : The Perfect Lie

VERENA

In matters like these, I suspect my heart and ask myself if I am a fool who couldn’t see through Elijah’s cruel intentions. But my heart is in the right place. Because all his words are a lie.

A plan that he formulated. We need to act like we hate each other in front of Cyrus and that I’m heartbroken.

My task is to make that lie sound true. So my heart needs to break again, I need to feel it again. Otherwise, General Cyrus will see through the cracks.

If I’m going to act heartbroken, then I need to feel it to its rawest form, and only Elijah can bring that out of me.

A growl rips through Carlisle’s throat as he grabs Elijah’s collar and launches his fist at him. I am startled by his act, so is Dad, but he does not stop him. Elijah grabs his fist before it can hit his face and glares at Carlisle.

Of course, Carlisle does not know. I did not have the time to tell him.

“I’ve had enough of you disrespecting Verena. Shut your trash mouth, or I’ll break your jaw right here, on this ta