Todos os capítulos de The Perfect Lie: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

(Blake's POV) “What are you going to do? Fly?” Tara asked, spreading her arms. She giggled when I tried to steer away from her. I glared at Samantha, but she just raised her glass to me.  “Then explain yourself!” Stella screamed on the phone. “I’m confused, S.” She knitted her brows. “After I drink that, I got baffled,” She said, pointing to the empty glass on the countertop as if Stella could see it. “What did you drink?” Stella’s voice was still in panic. I was giving Samantha a look, but she was just smiling. Tara looked at the ceiling. “Coffee, water, juice, seawater-” “Seawater? What do you mean?” She interrupted. She made a face, amusing Samantha more. “Blake pushed me,” She shook her head. “Ah, no... he pulled me out of the boat, that’s why-” “Tara Evans, you don’t know how to swim!” She was screaming again. She covered my ears with her hands. “I kno

(Tara's POV) I felt like I was going to have a heart attack as I stared at the red, lacy thong I hooked on my pencil.“What’s this?” My heart was pounding as I looked at other things in the luggage. I could hear Blake laughing, and I wanted to punch him now for making fun of me.“You don’t have to wear them, Tara, if you don’t like them.” He said, walking away from me. “I’ll be in the cockpit. Just find decent clothes to wear, for sure she included one, then decide if you wanted to go home right away,”Blake walked out of the saloon, leaving me looking at the contents of the luggage. The veins in my head were throbbing as I searched for something less seductive. I heaved a sigh as I chose the white summer dress and sniffed, preventing myself from crying, as I took the pair of cream-colored underwear. I took my pouch, which contained

(Blake's POV)My head slowly turned to Tara, who was so engaged in each photo. Where did she find the album? I closed my eyes and heaved a sigh before walking towards her. I was sure Samantha did not include it in her gift to Tara.  “Kitten, let’s put food in your tummy first,” I said, trying to take it away from her, but she groaned. Her eyebrows creased, and she squinted her eyes on me. I raised both my hands to say I would not dare get it. Instead, she took the plate and placed it beside the photo album.“You’re so handsome,” She said, trailing my picture with her index finger. A few seconds passed without any word from her made my heart worry. “How old were you in this picture?” She finally asked.I glanced at it. “Twenty-one,” I focused on my food. I was not ready to talk about the past or... the future. What matters to me now is her,

(Blake's POV)I am 29 years old, and my painful memories were nothing compared to Tara’s. As a child, I tantrum over things my parents couldn’t give me, always thinking how unfair they were. But since I was an only child, I always got what I wanted. I cried over unsuccessful relationships in the past, promising not to fall in love again, but then I always found my heart recuperating from a silly pain and finding myself a new one. I got mad at the businesses I failed, but I would always be successful at them in the end with my persistence. But Tara... my poor Tara...I tried to open my mouth to speak, to comfort her at least, but how could I when I have never lost anyone in that way. The only thing I could do was hold her in my arms, making her feel I was here. I kept kissing her hair as she cried endlessly, and it pained me to think I could do nothing to ease it away.After a while, I he

(Tara's POV) I am a star, but when Matthew gave me limited choices between Sirius and supernova, I chose the latter. Stella and I would always joke about her as Sirius A and I, being the weakest in the family, so I was the white dwarf star, Sirius B. Whenever papa heard about it, he would always remind us that we were unnamed stars in the sky because we were still on earth, but he bets we will be the brightest in the sky at night. Blake was not happy with my answer, and I sighed at the thought that he would surely ask me about it later. No one would choose a dying star, but I have my reasons. Right now, I was a star exploded many times but in the most beautiful way. I have so much energy with me, brighter than any other stars, glowing with too much love from him. I answered Stella’s call while I was walking back to my bedroom. “Hi, S!” I greeted as I pushed the half-open door, then locked the doorknob.