“I-I-Is, is that true?” She asks, turning to him, her eyes wide with panic, her bottom lip trembling.
“Would I lie?” He replies coldly, as he gently stirs his drink with a finger, smiling. She searches his face, his eyes, for anything, any hint of doubt, but finds little else, but confirmation of the words he just told her.
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You can also, finish it off yourself, the only rule, this has to be the start, the words can be changed, it can be twisted, a little, but, it still needs to fundamentally be the same beginning.