Ishita was known for her honesty. Her friends and family admired her for it, but little did they know that it was a curse that she bore. A curse that had been bestowed upon her by a spiteful sorcerer, many years ago.

One day, as she was strolling through the market, she overheard a group of women gossiping about her. "Did you hear about Ishita? She's such a goody-two-shoes. I bet she's hiding something."

Ishita couldn't bear to hear the lies being spread about her. "Excuse me, ladies. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. I assure you, I have nothing to hide. I have always been truthful, and will continue to be so."

The women looked at each other, surprised by her sudden outburst. "Well, if you say so. But sometimes, a little white lie can do wonders, you know," said one of them, with a smirk.

Ishita felt a pang of sadness in her heart. She knew that the curse had already started to ruin her life. It had cost her many friendships and relationships, and she feared that it would soon cost her job too.

She worked as a PR executive in a leading company, and her job required her to be diplomatic and tactful. But the curse made it impossible for her to sugarcoat the truth. She had already lost a few clients because of her blunt honesty.

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