Miss Truth Cast Novels & Stories

I am not feeling happy anymore. “why? I think I have the right to say no or yes.” I muttered without the mic to Tina again but she just shook her head saying no with that smile which I think is now annoying on her face. I have watched this show once or twice and I remember laughing hard at the celebrities invited and how they all seemed to want to disappear, I would jokingly ask my mum why they can’t skip question and now I am on the seat too. The worst past of all this is, once you lie, the chair will turn red, I think they put a truth detector or something on the chair too so that leaves me with no choice than to say the truth.

"Tina." The room erupted. Audible gasps filled the air, followed by a violent surge of movement. And then, the heavy double doors at the back of the hall burst open. "MARISSA!" Tristan was charging down the aisle, his hair disheveled, looking like a man who had finally seen the end of his own world. The reporters turned on him like a pack of wolves, shoving microphones into his face, screaming questions about the miscarriage and the mistress. "Marissa, listen to me!" he yelled, fighting through the crush.