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Everybody Lies
Its hard being born a Black. Though our family is very prominent in society, people are predisposed to think that we're all as dark as our name. When Caspar first approached me, I was surprised to say the least. The Crouch Family have always been predominantly 'light'.
When he asked me to dance, I was suspicious. I accepted his hand and we waltzed around the room. He told me he has been watching me for a while, had even asked his father to approach mine about a betrothal.
When he took my virginity, he was gentle and sweet.
When we lay together afterwards, he held me close, whispering promises of love and marriage.
When he eventually convinced his father to agree on the betrothal, he was so excited.
When we said our vows, a tear of happiness fell to his cheek.
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I smiled at him as he took hold of my hand.
"I love you Charis."
"I love you too," I reply, the same as always.
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I never imagined I would become a Crouch. Caspar treats me wonderfully, like a princess. It doesn't matter that our relationship is void of much passion. It doesn't matter that we exchange small talk much more often than any meaningful conversation.
It doesn't matter that my eyes wander to others when we are out.
He loves me, and it doesn't matter that I don't truly mean it when I return the sentiment.
Everybody lies sometimes.
