True or False: First Love Takes Priority Over Me

I attended a jewelry exhibition.

My boyfriend's dream girl publicly accused him of giving me a fake Sky Eye necklace.

Because the real one was already around her neck.

As a jewelry appraiser, I was being called out for wearing a fake piece.

But how could I, as a professional, not recognize a fake? It was just that, because of love, I chose to believe him.

After seven years, our marriage finally came to an end.

I reached the peak and didn't look back.

But my boyfriend incorporated his own blood into his jewelry creations.

"Lucy, please look at me one more time."

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Tonight, the truth that I had deceived myself for seven years was revealed in front of everyone.

Mia Mose, my boyfriend's dream girl, touched the Sky Eye necklace on her neck and sighed in surprise.

"Hey, why are you wearing this necklace too? Isn't this necklace one-of-a-kind? There should only be one!

"Ah, the luster... this one seems fake."

I didn't argue, and I had no reason to.

Before, without the real piece in front of me, I could have convinced myself that my Sky Eye was real, but in the presence of the genuine article, the fake couldn't hide.

The necklace was a fake, and so was I.

I was only able to be with Chris Lane by being Mia's substitute, but now, it felt like I was exposed in the sunlight with nowhere to hide.

I seemed a fake to them.

The same accessory, the same red dress, the same bright red lips.

All the answers to his ideal type that Chris had told me were right there.

He had said I was his ideal type, and I thought he fell in love with me at first sight.

I didn't expect it was because my face was identical to his dream girl's.

Whispering discussions echoed around me, my face burning with embarrassment, and I almost fled the jewelry appraisal event.

When I think about how I've been going around with fakes as a jewelry appraiser all these years, it seems ridiculous.

It's lucky that Chris was willing to put in this effort, even going so far as to make a high-quality imitation.

An imitation that looked exactly like his dream girl.

Before I could gather my thoughts, Chris called me.

He started the call with a reproachful tone.

"What's going on? Weren't you supposed to be at the jewelry appraisal?"

"I ran into Mia."

I didn't answer Chris directly.

Chris on the other end was silent for a long time before speaking.

"You know about this?"

"She's wearing the same clothes as me, the same necklace, and hers is real while mine is fake."

After saying that, I waited for Chris to respond.

I was waiting for him to give me a reasonable explanation, maybe everything wasn't as I thought.

Minutes passed before Chris finally said a few words.

"I did like her, but Lucy, you are my wife now. You don't need to worry about this."

"Do you know, all the big names in the industry are here tonight. In front of so many people, a layperson exposed that I was wearing a fake. How will the industry see me from now on?"

"Mia doesn't know anything. Can you stop acting unreasonable?"

Before I could respond, he hung up the phone.

Suddenly, I wanted to laugh. As I laughed, tears started streaming down my face.