Ashriti's POV He lies beautifully. And I let him. I knew he didn't love me. He loved my money. My power. What I could give him. But he stayed. And that was enough. I ignored the cheating. I defended the lies. I paid for the damage. Because being used by him felt better than being without him. They said he was poison. They didn't know I was addicted. And then- he was gone. No warning. No goodbye. Just silence where his voice used to live. I'm still standing in that silence. Still waiting for him to come back and tell me this is just another one of his cruel jokes.