All The Things We Cannot Say Mga Nobela at Kwento

Sorry that I'm in love with a man who doesn't love me back. "Lola." His voice is careful. "Are you okay? You've seemed... off. For days now." "I'm fine." "You're not fine. Talk to me. Please." "I can't." "Why not?" "Because." I set down my fork. Can't eat anymore. Can't pretend anymore. "Because if I start talking, I won't be able to stop. And I'll say things that will ruin everything." Ocean leans forward. "What things?" "Ocean, please—"

He asked, making me frown in confusion. “What matters are you referring to?” I asked, shaking my head in question. “Last I checked, we tended to everything that needed to be taken care of for a while…” “You know, being who we are, that is somewhat impossible to do. But then again, that would depend on what things you are referring to when you say ‘all the things’.” He teased, and I pinched the bridge of my nose. “What happened this time?” I asked, and he shrugged. “You know, being who we are, we can never really say that we don’t have to deal with problems.” He said, and I raised an amused eyebrow, waiting for what he was going to tell me. “It is Naya.”

“Thеrе has tо be mоrе we can dо.” “Wе can’t. We hаvе tо wаіt.” “I can’t bеlіеvе thіѕ. Wе саn’t lеаvе her here іf Neon dоеѕn’t еngаgе іn a transaction. Thаt’ѕ juѕt wеll іt’ѕ сrаzу. Is thеrе аnуthіng wе саn dо at аll?”

Unless we found out the reason, every step would be a deadly move in attempting to end this all. "Why can't you just feed this almadate to everyone? It worked for me." Grace said, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Because, it's impossible to have that large quantity made. There's barely enough for us all to use." Luke responded. "We could make more with my help. Although even if I helped, I don't think it's enough to stop a machine powerful enough to tame the world." His dad pointed out. We all had our focus on what he was saying until a loud scream from Lolita distraced us all.

Please listen to my rambling; I need you to see that I cannot live without you. So forget about it. Yes, it will be very hard, but forget about the things that you cannot change. Don't be a prisoner of it.

I open my mouth to say something but no words come out. I couldn’t think of a single lie that I could tell Axel and get away with it. Oh lord, help me.

I cannot afford to ruin the things which has started now. I cannot! Albeit how will I exhibit everything before him. How will I even?

“Something I can’t explain, something out of the ordinary, something unimaginable, something I don’t think I will ever be able to retell and I don't know if anyone would believe me.” “Then you should forget about it, don’t let it hurt you. You have to live to fight another day.”

“I don’t know. But if we don’t speak all of it, the ugly and the hard, we’re going to rot from the inside out.” “Maybe we do need a break.” “Maybe we do,” I agree.

Pained. “Enough.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one I can give.” “Can you override it?” A pause. Then— “Sometimes.” “Do it.” “I can’t right now.” “Why?” “Because they’re watching.” I glance up instinctively. Cameras. Hidden. Everywhere. “Then we break it,” I say. “You can’t.” “Yes, I can.” “No,” she says, her voice tightening again. “You can’t break something you don’t understand.”