Page 48 of When It Rains He Pours

It was all a set up.My heart cracked as I ran away from the coffee shop.He doesn't really care about me! All he really wants is my signature.The muscles pounded, forcing layers to flake away with each beat.

The tears rolled down my face effortlessly as the world I had been living in crumbled even more. None of this was real, not one ounce of it had been true.

He lied to me. . .

Liam was a scam. He had no interest in me to begin with, all he had his eyes on was my building.

It all started to fit into place. The break in, the destruction, the man who came to my rescue. His attempt at getting me to move, his sweet words and kindness, it was all a bold faced lie, a strategy to steal everything away from me.

My legs throbbed as my feet crushed the pavement and the air around me barely made it into my lungs. But I didn't stop running.

How could he do this to me?

I believed there was something between us. I believed that he wanted to help. I believed every lie that came out of his mouth.

I thought he cared for me, but I was wrong.

It felt like a rope had wrapped my body, crushing my soul.

I hated myself, because I had fallen in love with the enemy.

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