ALL THE LIES

CONTENT WARNING: This narrative delves into sensitive themes including self-harm, depression, suicide, infidelity, and intense emotional turmoil. Explicit scenes and language are present, including depictions of s****l content. If these topics are distressing or triggering for you, it's advised to explore alternative reading material. Thank you for your understanding, and please prioritize your well-being while engaging with this story. VIEWER'S DISCRETION IS ADVISED. INTRODUCTION Vissarion Seth Rozovsky – is a striking young Russian man in his early twenties, characterized by his piercing blue eyes that often seem to reflect an intense, thoughtful nature. Coming from a wealthy background, Vissarion enjoys the privileges of affluence but remains grounded by his academic pursuits as a college student. His demeanor is typically cold and reserved, making him appear aloof to those who don't know him well. However, beneath this exterior lies a softer side, especially evident in his nearly five-year relationship with his high school girlfriend. She is the only one who truly sees his warmth and tenderness, a stark contrast to the stoic persona he presents to the rest of the world. Shane Xiomara Valentia – is a vivacious Spanish girl with an infectious energy that lights up any room she enters. Her cheerful demeanor and outgoing personality make her a magnet for friends and admirers alike. Despite her wealth, Shane remains down-to-earth and approachable, always eager to extend kindness and warmth to those around her. However, her sunny disposition can quickly turn grumpy if she's hungry or forced to wake up early in the morning, revealing a less-than-pleasant side to her otherwise bubbly nature. Emily Wilson – smart and gorgeous, also from a wealthy family. The woman whom Seth cheated on with his girlfriend. Dimitri Sergvev – Shane's project partner, nice and quiet kind of person. In his early twenties. Rich, like a sugar daddy. Irina Volkov – Shane's best friend since they were a kid. Always a cheerful person, slutty waist, pretty face. Shane's one and only protector, her other half. ༺═────────────═༻ PLAYLIST ON SPOTIFY https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1YXVSsvzswNRZ7enihJvAJ?si=EuuUIijYRO-L4u5OI40gyw Social accounts: IG: @nyxxeuss FB: Serafina. Wattpad: Yanelchan ༺═────────────═༻ A/N: UNEDITED, REVISING, GRAMMATICAL ERRORS MAY BE PRESENT. PLEASE BE GUIDED. ༺═────────────═༻ PROLOGUE The sterile scent of formaldehyde hung heavy in the air, a familiar backdrop to Seth's usual routine. He sat across from his lab partner, Emily, their beakers bubbling with the promise of a successful experiment. Yet, Seth's mind wasn't on the task at hand. A snippet of conversation from the hallway, a casual remark about Shane and the new students, had burrowed its way deep into his consciousness. "Have you heard? Shane and the new student have been getting along lately." "Yeah. They looked so good together though. But, Shane has a boyfriend right?" "Yeah. But I heard he doesn't treat her right." The words echoed in his head, a sharp contrast to the gentle hum of the lab equipment. Seth felt a pang of guilt, a flicker of unease. He knew Shane, his girlfriend, had been unhappy lately. Her quiet sadness was a growing shadow in their relationship. The new students were a breath of fresh air, their laughter contagious, their energy vibrant. It was a stark reminder of the spark that had dimmed in his own relationship. Suddenly, a hand touched his, pulling him out of his thoughts. Emily, her eyes filled with understanding, offered a small smile. "It's okay. I'm here," she whispered, her fingers intertwining with his. In that moment, Seth felt a surge of relief, a fleeting sense of comfort. He was too busy with his own anxieties, too preoccupied with the fleeting allure of new faces, that he failed to see the cracks in his own relationship. The thought of the new students, their carefree laughter and shared moments, filled Seth with a sense of longing. He craved that lightness, that spark he felt was missing in his own relationship. The weeks that followed were a blur of stolen glances, whispered conversations, and late-night study sessions. His anxieties festered, and the line between platonic and romantic blurred with each passing day. One night, under the guise of a late-night study session, Seth crossed the line. He, with a heart plagued by guilt and a mind clouded by desire, betrayed Shane. He found solace in Emily's arms, a temporary escape from the reality of his own failings. Meanwhile, Shane, oblivious to the betrayal, felt the weight of her boyfriend's growing distance. It was a slow burn, the embers of their love dying out with each passing day. The whispered gossip in the hallway, the casual observations of her boyfriend's affections for another, became a constant ache in her heart. The final blow came when she discovered a text message on Seth's phone, a message filled with longing and a desire for her. The words burned like acid, etching a permanent scar on her soul. In the solitude of her bathroom, surrounded by the echoes of her own pain, she found solace in a ritual of self-destruction. The razor blade, a cold and unfeeling companion, became a silent witness to her heartache. "I hate you..." she whispered, her voice a broken echo in the silence. The words, a final cry of anguish, were directed at Seth, but also at herself. In the depths of her despair, she felt a profound sense of loneliness, a crippling realization that she was alone in her pain. The betrayal had shattered her trust, leaving her with nothing but the shards of a broken heart and the scars of a love that was lost.