No More Leads

As the evening cast a soft glow over the opulent chambers, Raquel and I found ourselves engaged in a conversation that danced upon a delicate thread of trust and deception. Raquel, ever the master manipulator, wove her web of lies, carefully crafting a narrative that painted Liam as the villain of our twisted tale.

I furrowed my brows, a flicker of doubt tugging at the edges of my mind. I had known Liam intimately, had experienced the tenderness and love he had shown me. Yet, Raquel's words clawed at my heart, injecting seeds of uncertainty into my thoughts.

"What do you mean, Raquel?" I questioned, my voice filled with a mixture of confusion and apprehension. "I saw a different side of Liam, a side that was gentle and caring. How can you say such things?"

Raquel's eyes narrowed, a calculated glint shining within them. She had anticipated my reaction and was prepared to deepen the fissure of doubt within my heart.

"Liliana," Raquel began, her voice dripping with false concern, "you mu