150. Athena
It was all a lie.
It had to be a lie.
I know he was doing it so as to make me stay.
They were all playing with me. They had to be. A cruel, twisted game meant to break me. But I wasn’t that naïve little girl anymore. I had learned—painfully—that love was a weapon, and I refused to let them cut me with it again.
Gone were the days when people used me, manipulated me, twisted truths to fit their own narratives. I wasn’t some helpless Luna anymore. No, I was Athena, the CEO of Athie Perfumes Company. I had become someone else from the ashes to grace. I wasn’t weak. I wasn’t breakable.
And this man? Carlos? He wasn’t my brother. That one I was sure about.
"You are not my brother," I spat, my voice unwavering, my heart an unsteady mess.
I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the s
