She was innocent and kind but was framed. Only one friend she had known for many years trusted her. From then on, she put on a mask and weaved her own lies.
She framed others and took away their happiness, but in fact, she herself was buried under one lie after another.
This is a lie, a gorgeous and gorgeous lie, but who can see the unbearable truth underneath the layers of lies?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
