Faking It: Tears Of A Crime Novels & Stories

But all the decisions were made, I quickly swallowed my ego and move toward the separate small room on which my things were arranged. I immersed myself in the warmth of the water, I could not help but rewind today's incidents. I can't believe Vicky's betrayal. And the events followed. I can't even believe that I agreed to become a fake wife... Before I could control it, I went full-on sobbing. After ten minutes I was back, and inside the walk-in wardrobe, I found the most expensive designer clothes everywhere.

"Lily is going to be good too. I need to be better than good." "What does better than good look like?" Sofia asked. "Real," Ava said. "It looks real." Sofia nodded slowly. "Then be real." "I'm trying to figure out how to be real in front of four hundred people without it feeling like a performance of being real." "That's the whole thing, isn't it," Sofia said. "The moment you perform authenticity it stops being authentic." "Extremely unhelpful," Ava said. "Thank you." "I'm just identifying the problem. You'll solve it. You always solve things."

I should’ve pulled the fork out and jammed it up his ass, but I’d taken pity on those nice hips. Tomorrow, I was getting out of there one way or another. How was I supposed to swallow that sentence? There were a hundred other ways he could’ve explained himself. And his apology didn’t feel sincere at all. I wished I hadn’t frozen when he said it… If my vibrator had been with me at that exact moment, I would’ve shown him firsthand how it’s done. Shove it right up there. Egotistical son of a bitch. The first tear slid out of my eye and trickled annoyingly down into my ear. Like I needed another reason to cry. I rubbed my ear with my finger, but once it started, the tears kept coming.

Though everything she said was true, her tears were fake. Her talent was making people believe her through her fake tears. She was so good at shedding crocodile tears that anyone would believe her right away. "I’m not a spy, Mr. Grouchy," Kristin added, bringing forth more tears from her eyes. How she produced tears from her eyes within seconds without being in pain was still a mystery. "Do you think I’d fall for those tears of yours?" Richard asked, his eyes not batting at all. Kristin’s jaw secretly dropped, wondering if he was made of robot not to be moved by her tears, which every human being on earth falls for.

She faked another sob. . . . ……..

Ayodele snorted “Sorry, sorry I know I shouldn’t make jest of this right now and how inappropriate it might sound right now but you were faking an orgasm? How does that work?” Tanya let out a short laugh, her tears glistening on her cheeks “Yeah you wouldn’t believe what one can pick up online. It’s crazy. There was this particular clip of it online. I watched that clip over and over again till I got the hang of it. He believed it every time anyway, not that he cares much about my fulfilment as long as he feels good, ” she said, her laughter hinging on hysteria. “Bastard,” Ayodele said about Martinez then he looked at her sheepishly “Do you by any chance faked, you know, those earlier? Six t

I woke up slowly, cocooned in warmth and the lingering scent of Mateo's cologne. His arm was heavy across my waist, his breath steady and warm against the back of my neck. "My beautiful man" For a few peaceful, fleeting seconds, everything felt perfect, a blissful escape from reality. Then, like a dam bursting, last night crashed back into me with full force – the fake tears I had carefully cultivated, the hidden smile I had plastered on my face, the way I had played the innocent victim while twisting the knife with calculated precision.

"I immediately knelt in front of her faking tears. "I'm sorry for everything Zendaya. I was so jealous of you and I stupidly allowed my jealousy to becloud my sense of reasoning. I know I hurt you and I do not deserve any mercy but please, I beg you in the name of the goddess to find a place in your heart to forgive me" I pleaded as my tears roll. She rolled her eyes and signaled the officer to raise me up. "Do not try to fool me looking all remorseful. I will not buy that. I came here for something else and not to be entertained by your fake tears. You need extra training in order to act well" she rolled her eyes and I cringed, fighting myself not to glare at her.

Robert asked faking to be hurt. She turned her head to look at him, he was close beside her. Anyone will easily know that he is faking to be hurt. "I am sorry, I did not mean to fall asleep I was really enjoying the movie but the weather was just too tempted that I could not resist. Its too bad that I didn't get to finish the movie. I will look for it when I return home, I can't wait to know how it ended, I tried so hard not to fall asleep but sleep was fiercely reeling me into its bosom so I had no choice but to succumb." Alicia said smiling.

Surprisingly every step she took forward he took backward. Tears swelled up in his eyes and before he could held them back they fell which startled Jude "Please" He literally hiccupped before dropping to the floor. "Why......why are you...." Jude mind was a mess. Once again a surprise. His tears weren't false at all jude knew cause she basically shapes psychos and serial killers. knowing basics as difference between real and fake tears was child's play for her "You are the reason i didn't commit suicide" Jude's breath got stuck in her throat.