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Separating the Truth from Lies

Author: Realfantasies
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If Bradon had been going to all these events and working in Anthony’s place all this time, then where did the real Antony go?

For how long has this been going on?

My heart thumped fast in my chest when it felt like I was just so close to unravelling the truth. It wasn’t at all like Antony to ditch his duties and leave it to his brother. I scrolled through the posts on his social media as I squinted my eyes to judge whether the man in the photo was Bradon or the real Anthony. Admittingly, it was a challenge at first; however, I could feel myself getting better at it. Little by little, I got more confident in telling the Bradon version of Anthony apart from the real Anthony.

My finger came to a stop at a post made during the recent company meeting. That post caught my attention because it was such an important event for Anthony as well as his family. Coincidentally, the event was hosted very close to our wedding date. My chest grew tight as I zoomed in on the photo to get a clearer look
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this girl obsession with Anthony is quite annoying and way too repetitive...starting to become dragging and boring ... I literally skim through these sections now ...
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