Belief Unscramble Mga Nobela at Kwento

⸻ “You won’t always know what’s true.” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ “But you can choose what you trust.” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ Because that— ⸻ was another human concept. ⸻ Trust. ⸻ Not certainty. ⸻ Not proof. ⸻ Belief. ⸻ Back in the system— Aria processed it. ⸻ Trust. ⸻ A variable without fixed value. ⸻ Difficult. ⸻ Unstable. ⸻

Peter flashes across my eyes but I brush it off just as quickly, I’m not a pushover either. Deep down I know it wasn’t my fault, fates hands work at the speed of interpretation to no one but something’s stirs in me for what was taken from me. My friend. Shaking the thoughts out Ken gives me my drink. Her smile cracks a bit but she fixes herself and goes to walk off, a sense of urgency overcomes me, “Does Ken stand for anything .. longer?” I hesitate with my words, seems I forgot how to speak. She looks back surprised written all over her face but she comes back and smile so sweetly and warm my chest tighten and I fight the urge to close my eyes. It feels like acceptance.

Nick awoke, startled. He looked around and noticed he was on the floor. Then all the things that happened earlier started to flash back in his mind; the unknown pearl, the blood writing on his bedcover, the mirror, the dead body filled musty place, another blood writing on the mirror, then everything turned blank-no black!!! Extremely black!!! - "Oh crap! I zoned out like a sissy, a girl, a baby!!! What the heck happened here? Why did I fall into a trance?! " Nick asked no one in particular, totally confused. He looked around, his inspection was cut short when his eyes fell on his safe, on it lay to his horror, blood, splattered all over it and a rotten skull on the top of it! 'No! This is a

Tried not to think about late nights, closed hotels, language barriers, or the fact that I was suddenly very aware of how far from home I was. Then my phone buzzed in my hand. The vibration was sharp and sudden, cutting through the quiet like a warning bell. Relief surged instinctively as I glanced down. Good, I thought. Information. Solutions. It evaporated instantly. We regret to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, your reservation has been cancelled. I stared at the screen. Then I read it again. And again. Like repetition might soften the words. Like maybe they would rearrange themselves into something less final.

Another battle with code. Her hair was a mess. Her eyes burned. But when her app finally compiled successfully, her heart fluttered. “It works…” she whispered to herself, smiling softly. Then, quieter: “Thank You, God. Please… let this be the start of something.” Her faith was faint, almost fragile—a whisper she wanted to believe but rarely had time to nurture. Across the hall, Amara Burnett lay sprawled in her silk sheets, her phone buzzing nonstop. BOARD REMINDER: Presentation at 3:00 PM. Please have your projections finalized.

CeCe said. “ But my cousins would also be around. They would mock me so much.” I sighed. "You know we don't have a close relationship.” “ I know. You just have to turn a deaf ear to their mockeries. The world won't come to an end if you tell them of your broken engagement.” CeCe's words of encouragement helped so much. I was more relieved than I thought I would be. Tomorrow was just like every other day. I have to tell my Uncle and Aunt about my broken engagement, and like CeCe said, the world won't come to an end.

Second, Trust What really does "Trust" mean and must do in a relationship? If there is no trust, then what? Yeah, you form trust if you are honest with each other, but it doesn't run in the line of honesty. It goes with a different line; you choose to trust someone and 'RISK' what you have and believe on the person. With, what if you saw something that brought the downfall of your trust to him? Betrayal, right? You need to trust to be betrayed. Would you still stay and listen for the reasons or just give up because it hurts? Lastly, Care

I could hardly say those words because I seemed suddenly scared of what Hope would say next to me. "Your beloved husband, Engr. Primotivo Alarcon is getting married." And along with that revelation is the movement of everything around me because the traffic light already signaled a green light means to go. But why is this? What is this feeling. . . Why? Even though we are already moving I am still stunned by the time Hope revealed that news to me? My system would not absorb what she just said. Damn! It was as if I was paralyzed by what I just found out right now. How--