Left at the Altar of Lies
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Summary
The first trip we took after officially declaring our feelings for each other ended in a mess of shattered glass and twisted metal.
When I finally blinked my eyes open, the harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital room momentarily blinded me. And then, there was Spencer. He was sitting by my bedside, his handsome face etched with a textbook display of agonizing worry.
Seeing him like that, a sudden, mischievous spark ignited in my chest. I decided to play a little game. Feigning a perfectly blank, confused stare, I tilted my head and whispered, "Who are you?"
