In Fatebe True Liars (2025), a psychodrama unfolds beneath the shadow of a lake at night, its surface derived from a personal photograph taken by the artist in a moment of emotional upheaval. Fatebe appears in multiplied form—part worm, part slick shame-walker—haunted by the residue of an unseen rupture. Throwing star-shaped flowers slice through the composition, acting as both visual disruptors and narrative catalysts, implying an event that transpired between the figures. A pale moon waits outside the door. The result is a surreal tableau: an Edenic theatre where betrayal, desire, and self-reflection bleed into one another beneath the cool veneer of night.