[ WP ] You live in a world where each lie creates a scar on the liar 's body . The bigger the lie , the deeper and larger the mark . One day , you meet someone that only has one scar ; it is the biggest one you have ever seen .

`` I do''. I told her this and fell silent. The wedding felt so small to me. My eyes wide, I felt it start to form. I had never lied before this. It was far more painful than I would have thought. Deep down my back I felt it start. It slowly raised higher and higher stopping right before my neck. I held back the pain. I did n't want her to see it. I could n't. We had been together eight years now and it was my descision that we do this. I answered the question as honestly as I could. I did n't know I even had it in me to lie. I'd spent all night looking in the mirror repeating to myself to make sure, `` I want this to happen, I need this to happen, my life has brought me here and I'm happy to go through with it''. I do n't know why in the moment it scarred me. It's like my body knew what my mind didnt. When I said `` I do'' I knew I had made a mistake. 
 
 `` I do n't get it, did you not truly love her. You seem pretty broken up about it and where even is she?'' he questioned me. 
 
 I explained. We had gotten in a fight the day before the wedding, we were so harsh that she said maybe we should call the wedding off. I said that was silly and that we should talk the next day. The question I answered was n't whether I would always `` to have and to hold'' or whatever they say. She asked if I wanted us to break up. I answered. 
 

