Melomiri

My Childhood Friend Celebrated My Death, But Tears Fell When He Learned the Truth

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"What do I care if she's dead?" Lucian Armstrong stood on the yacht, swirling a glass of champagne between his fingers. Twenty-seven years of friendship, seven years of love, and my death brought him nothing but a grand sense of liberation. He sneered at the media, "Someone like her deserves to be abandoned by everyone." And now, I was really dead. The whole world seemed to be celebrating my death, as if I had never been worthy of love. Until one day, when my camera was sent to be played by a friend— Everyone started saying they loved me, but I could no longer hear them. 01 On the…

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