I couldn't help but shed a tear a the beautiful life which had been depicted between the three of them. Most beautiful of the stories can have Horrific lies hidden in them. How does one grow to accept this? How does one take this as a reality. If one wants to hide the truth, it'll come out in the harshest ways. Some might take their truths to their graves, but they will die a slow death everytime
I am on verge of forging life long relationships. Will the truth prevail?
Also, the patterns never lie. Do not make the mistake of overlooking them.