Was this all an act?

I remember the first time I messaged her. It was innocent—a casual mention that my little sister often said her name. Her response, a simple red heart emoji, made my heart skip a beat. Suddenly, she was dressing up nicely whenever we met, and her playful touches felt deliberate, not accidental. We hung out more, and the hints kept coming. I winked at her, and she winked back. She even called me “perfect.” It was like a sweet dream, until that fateful morning at the shop. As we browsed, she dropped a bombshell: “If I had a boyfriend, there’s a high chance of getting pregnant.” My heart sank. Was she intentionally hurting me? Later, at my house, my brother’s awkward comment about sausages made her grin. Was she playing games? Then, she revealed a secret at the bus stop—a secret that felt like a dagger: “You’re like a sister to me.” Ouch. Her father’s autodealer shop hinted at wealth, but her mixed signals left me baffled. , but my heart still races when I think of her. now she is distant Did she genuinely like me once? Or was it all an act? Maybe some secrets are better left unsaid

Was this all an act?
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