Miracle
Every time I lie, my heart physically burns with guilt. Right now, I wish I could skip through this three-month contract and be free of all the lies. It was exhausting to continue pretending and deceiving my family and friends.
Travis remained on the phone, and I paced around the room, feeling guilty for chasing him away.
"I’m glad for you, Mimi," he said sadly. “You deserve to be happy.”
"Thanks," I replied, barely recognizing my voice.
"I asked if you were with anyone during our lunch date, and you denied it. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Unless, of course, the man in question has a questionable personality."
"Of course not," I replied, and a painful silence fell between us. "He's the best."
"How long have you been seeing this person?"
"We met six months ago."
"Oh,
