I slumped to the ground, hiding in the shadow of the column as those who I'd believed to be my true friends passed by. They'd known. For years, they'd known that my life, my life had been a lie. That I wasn't a rich heiress from the south. And yet...yet they'd said nothing. I'd worked so hard to hold up the appearance, to make it seem like I was just like one of them.
And they'd said nothing.
Hot tears streamed down my face.
They'd known, they'd let my lie continue on, asking me to spend money they knew I didn't have.
"So much for friends." I whispered. So much for me thinking that they cared about me and not just my money. I should have known better. My hand clenched into a fist. I. Should. Have. Known. Better!
-Inspiration from an episode of Detective Conan
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