"What is your truth?"
"Tell me honestly."
Whenever someone asks her that, she would always keep her mouth shut. Truth is something that appears like sweet pieces of candy or chocolate when it's outer wrapping is peeled off. Just like skin is needed to protect the blood and flesh underneath, a lie was needed in order to protect the truth. Rather than to remain honest and reveal all her wounds, pasting a bright smile on her face and lying felt safer for her.
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