Throughout our relationship, she constantly encouraged me, brainwashing me into thinking it was true love.
In the end, when I ran away with that yellow-haired boy, she and my stepfather shared half the credit.
After returning home, I left the flyer on my desk where it would be easily seen.
Emma came into my room to borrow a book, and her eyes immediately fell on it.
"Susan, why are you going to an internet café? Aren't you preparing for the pilot exams?"
"I just said that to appease my mom. Did you really believe me?"
Emma said nothing, but she seemed relieved.
I began organizing the makeup on my desk.
In truth, I had stopped using it long ago. I had deliberately taken it out today.
Sure enough, Emma couldn't take her eyes off it.
"These are all from high-end brands at the department store. Do you have that much pocket money?"
"I've thrown out quite a bit. Do you like them? You can have them."
When I offered her the expensive makeup, Emma's eyes lit up.
She even forgot about borrowing the book and took another glance at the internet café flyer before leaving.
I deliberately doodled a heart on the flyer with a lipstick.