Big Little Lies Novel Summary Novels & Stories

I try to keep the rescue story straight to avoid implicating Aaron. They ask about the kidnappers, their motive, and the precise details of how Mabel was recovered. I invented a story about a random phone call that threatened me and made me travel back immediately. I explained that I arrived at the scene and saw them already on the ground. I describe the call, the men, anything to deflect from the real, dangerous complexity of it all. My heart pounds with each fabrication, but my face remains impassive. The police look at me with a mixture of sympathy and suspicion, but they have no real evidence to contradict my narrative. Finally, they let me go, saying they would be in touch.

I never imagined it to be all a lie. Before we got married, she had looked at me with a serious expression and said, “There are three things I hope you’ll think carefully about before accepting me. The first thing is that my family was strongly against my staying with my seriously ill ex-boyfriend. That’s why I agreed to go on a blind date with you. But after we get married, I promise to let go of my past.” I looked at her beautiful face, filled with love, and answered without hesitation, “Bailey, I trust you. I can accept that.”

Everything that feels wrong in her eyes she will cover up with little lies so that it will look better in her eyes. Even in the last two weeks, she had repeatedly lied to Mrs. Eden. First about not going to work because she was sick for two days, then followed by other lies the next day when she came into the office. The one lie she concocted at the start has created many more lies over the past two weeks to cover up other lies she has created before. So lying is really addictive. Once you tell a lie, then you will continue to lie to cover up the first lie. Great!

Listening to their increasingly dangerous ideas, I hurried to speak up. "Don't be reckless. We'll be fine. They're going to pay for what they've done." The three of them looked at me in confusion. "What do you mean? You're being vague again." At this point, there was no reason to hide it anymore, so I told them directly. "I really am the heiress who was switched from the billionaire family." Then I pointed at the three of them. "But I'm not their biological daughter." They were completely thrown off, staring blankly for a long time.

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

“I thought keeping quiet was loyalty. But it was fear. And it cost me everything.” Natalie’s eyes shone with unshed tears. “You left me with strangers. I bounced from one couch to the next. I lived in borrowed houses and ate cold food and lied about why my mom wasn’t around.” “I know.” “No, you don’t,” Natalie snapped. “You can’t know what it’s like to wonder every single night if your mom’s even alive. Or if she just forgot about you.” “I never forgot you,” Meekey said, voice cracking. “Not one day.”

I pick up the notebook again, my hands unsteady but my mind set. There are only two pages left and I’m determined to finish this, no matter how much it destroys me. [I’ve told Noah a lot of lies over the years, but my biggest lie was the one in college.] My heart starts racing as my eyes scan the page. [I know I’m the one who broke up with him, but the moment I realized they were getting close again, I couldn’t walk away. I knew I should but the thought of Sierra having Noah felt like walking barefoot over burning coals. So, I did what I do best… I lied.

I gnawed at him. “You were drunk yesterday’s night and...” “I was drunk?” My eyes widened. “You don’t remember?” I raked my brain trying to remember what happened but I can’t seem to. “You are lying” I accused. “And why would I?” “Because you are trying to cover the story of what you did yesterday and me lying in your arms this morning” “Is that my fault. You were the one lying on me” “Let’s just forget about that” I quickly said, my cheek turning tomato.

Two months had slipped by since Vivian retreated to this peaceful corner of the world, a decision shrouded in silence. As she sat on the bench, hands gently resting on her growing belly, she whispered apologies to the life stirring within her. "My dear child, I'm so sorry. I'm just so afraid that your father might not truly love me," she confessed to the soft breeze, her voice a blend of love and fear. Her solitude was interrupted by the rustle of the newspaper she picked up, the headlines grabbing her attention with a shock so profound it felt physical. Emma and Steven, caught in a web of conspiracy and attempted murder against Brian. The reality seemed too surreal, too distant from the lif

How was that even possible? "Mamma, he said he is our pappa, is it true?” Caleb and Lulu asked, they were already in his arms, I didn't realize when they left my side. Caleb was on his right and Lulu was on his left. “Clinton?” ********** ~AUTHORS NOTE~ Hi dear reader, Clinton is back in the picture, and I'm excited about his reaction. Let me know if you want Loren or his POV. Thank you for the gems, they keep me writing. A review will be nice too. Love you!