All Chapters of His Little Liar : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

{Mirabel}You see, life does not play a fair game because life itself has never been fair.I learned that early in my life, and I'd used it to my advantage.So, whenever someone plays nice, you don't just easily assume that they're naturally nice or don't want something in return.Of course, I don't know what this man wants in return for helping me, but whatever it is, I can't give him. Because we're not exactly playing a fair game here.With subtle awkwardness, one hand sneaked beneath the edge of my top as discreetly as I could manage, fishing out the crumpled bills one by one.I straightened them out without counting them, then shoved it inside my back pocket.I know. The polite thing to do would be to at least buy him a drink to thank him, and the sensible thing would be to just thank him and walk awayBut I am Mirabel, politeness has only gotten me so far in life. And being sensible in this situation was not going to work in my

{Mirabel}"Don't leave me. Please,please you cannot leave me too. Don't do this to me. I love you. I love you. Please. No!"A startled scream slipped out of my mouth as I jerked awake. Frantically, my hands sought out the other side of the bed, searching for what? I didn't knowBut it was cold. Lifeless. Just like the body I'd been clutching tightly in my dream.Great. A dream.Just another piece of the past that wouldn't leave me the hell alone. They assaulted me whenever they got the chance, as if they have a personal vendetta against my peace of mind. Against the very world I'd painstakingly built for myself.As if to remind me of what I'd lost. Or how stupid I'd been.I let out an humourless huff, pressing my hand against my chest in an attempt to slow the frantic pounding beneath my ribs.Once my heartbeat settled, I forced the memory aside.Dead people belonged in the past, dark memories belonged in the darkest corner of my

{ Mirabel}""This is the watch?"The man turned the golden timepiece between his fingers, inspecting it from every possible angle. His brows rose slightly as his gaze settled on the intricate details engraved along its surface.He looked up at me, then back at the watch before fixing his beady eyes on me.I knew what was coming. The words were so familiar by now that I could recite them from memory.This man was my tenth stop.And I was getting the same look from him that I'd received from the previous nine dealers. All of them had cast one frightened glance at the watch, as if it were cursed, before telling me to leave their shops and never come back.At this point, I was willing to pawn it off for a few bucks."Are you buying?"The man's eyes widened. He shook his head vigorously before he tossed the watch on the counter as if it had suddenly burned his fingers."No." He croaked. "I'll take a rain check on that one."Of course. A ra