The Final Whistle on Lies

fiancée, Ava, vanished without a trace, leaving me a

s first birthday pa

e stood beside my older brother, Mark, holding a bab

, my old teammates – everyone w

ve years. I was the o

n his face, openly proclaiming he'd found her after an "

hing. Later, she' d call me a "victim," reminding me mercilessly of my ow

veryone I trusted helped hide this cru

uins of my life, until one day, packing up my old apartment, I s