The Lies He Told Me (Grace and Antonio)

The Lies He Told Me 158

The summer camp ended after a month.

I happily went to the airport to pick

up Antonio, only to find him looking at me and my mom with nothing but disgust and disdain.

Roxanne looked over complacently when he wrapped his coat around her and said with concern, "Roxanne, take care of yourself. Don't worry. I'm always with you."

My heart broke when I heard his words.

The green light was on, and the car behind me blared, dragging me back from my memory.

I collected myself, no longer having any feelings for Antonio.

As I drove forward, the sun shone on me. It was so bright, just like my future life.

Three years later, I entered the global documentary competition as a Gold Award winner.

After the competition, I signed autographs for all the fans who came to congratulate me.

During these three years, I continued to devote myself to charity and documentary work. Together with my colleagues, I traveled almost the entire world, documenting a large number of endangered species. It was already midnight when I finished my work.

Back at my villa downtown, I was so sleepy I could barely keep my eyes open.

When I saw a man standing in the front yard of

my villa, I clenched the taser stick in my hand. These years of adventures abroad had made me subconsciously wary of all strangers.

The streetlamp lit up because of my movements. Hearing sounds, the person turned around.

Only then did I realize it was Antonio, who had just been released.

wore a buzz cut, and one of

had been. beaten up. Also, he limped

to realize that he and I were

softly, his hoarse,

while looking at

was because he had known I'd react

took out a necklace from his pocket, where there was a baby face on

his coarse fingers before

to give you this gift,

a bastard. And I can never make it up to you. Before

this pendant, I bought it with the money I earned from working at

I got out of prison. It's

I won't beg

me,

now it's impossible. Į

you to take

Gontent

times, and when he looked up again, I saw blood oozing

it away

deserve this.

I only have

months to live."

that, he placed the necklace gently in the mailbox in

his hands, he looked at me almost

I ask a favor? When I die, can you bury my ashes with

much that I just couldn't respond to him

to sense my hatred, he fell silent, his eyes turning