I directed the play AITA

AITA for Directing a play that would end in the demise of my “stepdaughter”?

I (514m) had just started seeing my boyfriend(143m). He was beautiful under the moonlight when we met. We hit it off. I showed him my theatre troupe in which I was the director and he showed me his love for photography. It was really lovely in the beginning.

The catch was that he had lived with and cared for his sister. She was well into adulthood, she even wanted to join my theatre troupe. However, I didn’t care for her as much because she was getting in the way of me and my boyfriend’s relationship.

After she had been a part of the troupe for a while, they had discovered her lies and manipulations. She had attempted to murder my ex who was also my boyfriend’s ex. We shared an ex yes. I also slept with most of the theatre troupe. It was a grubby century after all.

Anyway, the troupe didn’t like it and had come up with a new play, a play that would end in the demise of my boyfriend’s sister, her lover (his first and only fledgling) and even him. I could not prevent it…. So I directed it instead.

At the end, the sister and her lover died, I told everyone I saved my boyfriend because I didn’t want to lose him and I also didn’t want them to know just how much of a liar I am. They didn’t kill my boyfriend, but buried him to starve to death. I was bored one day and decided to let him out! Maybe he would forgive me if he believed my lie about saving him at the trial and then I’ll never have to be alone again. I’d have a companion, I would have love.

When he found out the truth, 77 years later thanks to the fascinating, imbecile mortal whom I agreed to let interview my boyfriend for some stupid book, he dumped me. He threw me against the wall and told me to pack my shit and get out. Can’t he see that I could not prevent it? Can’t he see I did this for us and to keep him from our mutual ex who wasn’t good for him!