The Truths Behind the Life of Maeve Sun Lively

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On my Weibo and Instagram, and all my other social media accounts and pages, I posted: I think that with everything that has been said lately right now, I want to remind everyone that it really isn't any of our business to set our opinions on someone who has changed their face and body. It's their face, their body, it should be their decision and theirs alone. So just stop the things with Klarise Kong, because we never really know the whole truth of what actually happened.

I know I had the decision to post and not post it. But in the heat of the moment, my anger finally being let out in some way, no matter how small it was, I sent it. I sent it for the whole world to see. And the satisfaction felt worth it at the time. It did not last long.

My phone started beeping like crazy after a few minutes, and feeling hopeful like maybe I've been able to turn all of this around, I check them.

Everything just...backfired.

'What the heck is this I'm seeing?'

'OMG, did Maeve Sun Lively just seriously defend her rival? I'm sending this to my gals.'

'Holy crap, this cannot be real.'

'Woah, yeah WTH. It was just about Klarise Kong at first, but now that Maeve is pulled into this, things are finally getting more heated up!'

'Sign me up for whatever tea is to come, cuz this stuff? I ain't gonna miss out on.'

I'm tagged into a bunch of things, and quickly I shut my phone off before I could get anymore of things. It was maybe around early in the morning, Klarise was still in bed, she had been sleeping in more than usual ever since this whole mess started. I knew this is not what Klarise would like, but also not wanting to run away, I waited.

"Good morning," she pecks me on the cheek, which she did every morning, and goes to the kitchen. I've made her breakfast already, and she sits down on the kitchen table, swiftly poking at her eggs and ham, which I knew she liked. But she just looked so...like all energy she had, all happiness, it felt like all of that was sucked out of her.

I sat there, just waiting for her to eat. I didn't know how to tell it to her so she would take it well. I didn't know what to even do to solve this mess, this mess that I have made worse. But I also didn't want her to find out from the people online, the media, the very thing, very source, that has started all of this. I was searching for the right words in my head when Klarise adjusted her line of vision at me instead of at the kitchen window which she had stared boringly into for the past few minutes.

"There's something on your mind." She smiled so kindly, after everything that she is feeling herself, she still manages to notice the smallest things of all that reveal something I don't want to be revealed. I was always good at acting, but my acting was nothing when it came to Klarise. And Mason, which I was glad for because he had been busy with work recently and wasn't here.

"I uh..."

She had stopped chewing. And there was nowhere else her concentration was, only me. I was just starting to understand that when Klarise wanted an answer, and without asking directly for it, she looks at you with this look that makes you eventually give in. It's been years since she's used it on me, and as I was just realizing she did this, I had also been unconsciously getting better at it, being able to hold onto myself for longer times. But I still cannot hold on forever.

"I did something." I released a breath I didn't know I was holding, and it was so obvious I saw Klarise's eyebrows raise, her expression taking what I've said in. "Something bad."

Her spoon was still in her hand, but now she puts it down. She looked at me some more, and after the surgeries they gave her, with the swelling gone, her eyes were bigger and they seemed to represent galaxies, enveloping me into a universe where I start to forget what I had done, becoming dazed and going into a daydream. Just this dark vastness of black around me, where I could start to just leave...I break away from her eyes and everything floods back.