The Ten-Year Lie

Summary

The week before my wedding to Liam, I noticed a cute plush charm hanging from his rearview mirror.

I casually asked where it came from. Liam didn't miss a beat. “Just bought it. Thought you’d like it.”

But I knew exactly what it was. It was the Valentine’s Day limited edition from that viral pop-up in SoHo, the one you could only buy if you and your partner kissed at their "Love Booth" for ten solid minutes.

I stared at the little charm. “Let’s call off the wedding,” I said, my voice flat.

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