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Lie Breaking Bread or Bones
The room around me seemed to silence as I stared ahead. "Iris." Oliver’s voice was faint, a mere whisper that carried a weight of acknowledgment. He knew his presence was unwelcome. He recoiled his hand, a small, tight nod accompanying his retreat. "You don't have to look so scared to see me. I was only trying to help—the cameras have been waiting for you to arrive for quite a while." He seemed to try and overshadow my fear with a flood of words. "You probably should have come with bodyguards, or at least used the back entrance." "I was going to, but..." I trailed off, the words dying in my throat. "Triston didn't think anyone would be out here for me." A slow, curled smirk spread across Oliver’s lips. "He thought you'd have no one waiting for you?" He let out a light, calm chuckle, tipping his head back in muse. I offered a small, weary nod, my eyes already searching past him to see where we were meant to be seated. "Iris!" I snapped my head toward the door just as Trist
Lie Candlelight Disaster
My hand shook as I pinned back my curl, I had developed such a bad tremor in the last years- perhaps due to my illness, or the countless medications I have to take due to it.Triston's voice cut through the silence of the bathroom, "What color are you wearing tonight?" I turned my head up, "Green. I laid your clothes out for you." I spoke to him from behind me, he was shifting, probably muttering curses as I faced forward. "Is it a private event?" There was silence as I spoke, until Triston returned to the bathroom. He stood behind me, his hands extended to show me two watches."Which is better?" My brow moved up in question, as I spun to face him. I looked between the two, pointing to the solid yellow gold one. He lifted it, strapping it on. "I called to make sure the restaurant was guarded, the only thing I wasn't guaranteed is the entrance." Triston sighed, "I could get you in through the back- but what so wrong with a photo or two?" My eyes moved up to him, "Being on the news and
Lie Bedside War
I came to the office, my hand trembling as I knocked on it. I was terrified of the outcome that was going to ensue. “Triston?” My voice called out weakly. I felt my face grow red, waiting for an answer. No answer at all, was I not loud enough? I knocked once more and was greeted by the door being thrown open. I was alarmed seeing his face, as he turned back, already walking back to the desk- documents being spread across it. Triston was still on the phone not bothering to answer me, I was sure it wasn’t even day time back at home, so he was still working into the night time again. I moved myself into the room, standing in the corner of the office, “Triston-” He moved his hand up, silencing me. I crossed my arms in front of my body. “We’ve spoken about this," He was already a ticking time bomb as he spoke. "We need to rerun the numbers before the quarter ends.” I felt like a fly on the wall, just listening to this conversation. I felt bad for the other person on the phone. “
Lie Drift Away from Me
I heard Triston's soft snores as we finally landed. This was supposed to be our refuel spot then we would be taken directly to our private island. An attenedent came up to my side,"May I interest you in some late lunch?" I felt my stomach grumble at the notion, nodding to her. "We have a braised beef bolognese, miso-crusted salmon or duck n bao?" I stared out at Triston, trying to see if I could order for him. Then I recalled... Nothing I cooked nowadays, no meals were truly shared. He was always eating something else. Instead I answered for myself, "I will have the salmon." I rocked forward on my seat, placing my hand on Triston's knee. It was as if I had shot him, his eyes peeled open staring at me. His voice showed his annoyance. Maybe to others it was out of his drowsiness, but I knew better. It was my touch. "What?" "They are serving us lunch while we refuel. What would you like?" Triston readjusted in his seat, "What do you have?" He asked the attendent, who repeated the me
Lie Impossible
I couldn’t sleep. Not a wink, my head was throbbing, my legs were shaking, and my mind was unable to rest. All that I could think of was Triston. My hand moved up to my lips, remembering his. Remembering every touch and caress. It almost returned to how it was before. When we were still in love. I had no doubt in my mind that it was impossible. We would never return to that, not now, not in a year, and probably not in another ten years. I had accepted it, but my heart didn’t seem to. It ached, and cried out wanting him back. Wanting him in bed with me, his smell in my nose, his hands touching me. I was scrolling on my phone, just checking the weather for the day. “Mrs. Ballard?” I turned my head to the door, “I’ve finished packing your bag. Should I make you your morning tea?” Rosy came into the room, a small smile on her face. I moved up my mug, “Beat you to it.” She was astonished, “Thank you, though, please make sure Triston is awake… and have a cup of coffee ready for him?
Lie I'm Sorry
We giggled as we were dropped off at the front of our home. My arms were held close to me, the cool of the night forcing a shiver down me. Triston held me by my wrist, a different look appearing on his face. Maybe the heavy drinking was getting to him, too. With haste, he pulled us inside our home. The warm air engulfed us, our voices loud in the empty house.I stared into Tristin's eyes. His deep, ocean-dark look in them threatened to swallow me whole. And I would’ve let it.Triston gripped my cheek, his thumb pressing softly into my skin, forming small circles on me. His other hand slipped down the center of my back, brushing over the zipper of my dress. The inside of the house remained silent. A long sigh of fabric gave way as he pulled it down with effortless precision. The dress nearly slipped off me, and my skin felt the warmth of him as he moved his hand to touch me. We were both in such an absurd mood, Triston's hand twisted on the back of my head, pushing me forward. My breath
Lie Help Me
Triston’s face seemed to be deep in thought, his hand stifling the cigarette onto his wooden desk.“Why is he here?” I refrained from a smart comment,“It doesn’t matter.” I reminded him, “He’s here- so get out there.” Triston smiled to himself,“He’s an idiot.” My eyes remained on him. He looked s
Lie Unexpected
I had picked out a few dresses, along with Triston's suits to match. I had that one duty at least.“This is it.” I told the stylist, "If I can have…” I picked up the short emerald dress, “This one for tonight, and-” I pointed at the tan suit, “and this for him.” I smiled, “I’ll need a green tie to
Lie A Wedding
I had lain in bed all night, not a wink of sleep in my eyes as I stared at the wall in front of me. A mural of a train station. I hated it—just a reminder of things I couldn’t change. I sighed before leaving my bed. It was undone, but the moment I came out of the restroom, it would be made up as if
Lie Fairytale Start
(Five Years Ago)I pressed my lips tightly,“Iris, don’t smudge that lipstick-” My makeup artist warned me, “I spent over an hour finding that perfect shade!” She yelled back at me.I giggled but nodded in compliance.“Calm down- later on it’ll be smudged to hell and back.” The smaller lady shook h
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