The Faked Death and the Real Betrayal
Language: en
During the year I loved Arthur the most, he died in a car crash. Everyone expected me to have a total breakdown, but I didn't cry or make a scene. Two years later, I bumped into him in a private room at a club. Arthur had his arms around a young girl, kissing her passionately. His friends quickly surrounded me, scrambling to explain: "Arthur was severely injured in that crash and fell into a coma. He just recently woke up, but he has amnesia... We didn't want you living in constant anxiety, so we never told you." Arthur pushed the girl away, walked up to me, and frowned: "I heard…