Novel & Cerita Everybody Lies

She dismissed the teacher with a wave and regarded me in disdain. “Look at how pathetic you are. You’re so pitiful.” She crossed her arms and leveled me with a provocative look. “So?” “Stop pretending to be all high-and-mighty, you piece of trash. I’ll tell you the truth. You could have been walking already, but because I said that I wanted to become the principal dancer, Elwood bribed the doctor to use the wrong medicine on you, which is why your legs are completely gone. You won’t be able to stand up again.

Cold sweat broke out on my back as my mind spun in chaos, struggling to piece together the truth from the fragments of their conversation. Sam Bennett’s and Paxton Gibson’s so-called love for me had never been real. Everything had been for one purpose, and that was to give Georgina Summers a healthy heart. All this time, I thought I had finally found happiness, but in reality, Paxton had another woman in mind. “Leah?” Paxton had finished his call and was now standing at the door, looking at me in surprise. “What are you doing here?” Snapping out of my daze, I quickly pointed to the plate in my hands, forcing a smile. “I… I brought you some fruits.”

His voice remains calm. Controlled. That somehow makes it worse. I stare out the glass windows of my office. The city stretches endlessly below. Busy. Loud. Alive. Meanwhile my heart suddenly feels too loud inside my chest. “You left,” I say quietly. Another pause. Then— “I did.” No excuses. No lies. No attempt to deny it. And somehow that annoys me even more. “You don’t get points for honesty now.” “I know that too.” God. Why does he sound like this?

My throat felt dry. "I..” I started, glancing at Leonardo who wore a sly and sinister smile, "I, Natalie Rossi, a student of New Rome University, hereby admit to compromising the values of my school and betraying the trust of my family by using a false identity to gain admission and secure a scholarship," I paused as my heart pounded heavily and sweat trickled down my face. “My actions have brought shame to my family, who were unaware of my deceit, and have put them at risk," my hands trembled and I swallowed hard.

"When you spread lies that I was a servant and turned the whole campus against me, did that make you feel dignified? When you threw the bloodstained sheets into my washbasin and tried to force me to wash them, did that make you feel dignified?" Her lips moved, but no words came out. "The real poverty is inside you, not in your bank account. You think the world owes you everything. When you can't have something, you resent the people who do. You hate them and try to destroy them. You think everyone owes you, so you turn the whole world into your enemy. Viola… That's the most pathetic thing about you." Her mouth opened, but she could not speak. Then, she lowered her head, her shoulders shaking

“Then, I read this. That man lost almost everything. The world around him fell apart, and he just kept going. So, I thought, if he could keep living after all that, what excuse did I have to give up?” She shifted slightly in her wheelchair and nodded toward the empty space beside her. “Want to sit for a minute?” So, I sat down. Sunlight streamed through the window and warmed the blanket that draped across her knees. “What about you?” she asked. “What happened?” I sat there in silence for a long time. It was long enough that she probably thought I was not going to answer. “I was lied to for five years,” I said. “I lost my career, my relationship, and my family. My dad died because of me.”

“I hate liars. I just hate it when someone lies to me. Really, I hate that-” “Everybody lies.” Alice told him rolling her eyes. “You know when someone lies to me and I know they are lying, I ask myself, what does this person think of me? Do I look that stupid?” He then looked at me. “Do you get me?” “Yeah, I get you.” I replied. “Yeah, so don’t ever lie to me.” He told me, very seriously. “Ever. I take lying very personal. I’m not stupid…” “If your therapy session is over now, can we move on?” Alice asked him.

His tone was deeply sarcastic as if the idea of the Kolns would willingly leave their slavery was too ridiculous to even consider. “One has to be impressed with a guy who can lie so well,” Ellis said, clicking off the tab. “His background could have plumes of smoke rising or bombs dropping and he could still make people think there was nothing worth seeing.” She shook her head. “And he can lie with a straight face, too.”

Too bad for you, b*tch! We all settle in the black van, and we hit the road to my place of interview. I don't know how the moron, Ejay, did it, but he was able to secure an interview for me with a famous reporter from the best TV station in this country. The interview will be recorded, then it will be aired live at ten, and after that, I am sure I will get more live interviews. I have recited everything that Ejay wants me to say, and it's stuck in my mind. It hurts me to have to lie to the public, but I have no choice. I have to tell these lies for my own good, because if I make a mistake, I will be dead before the citizens can hear my story at ten. So I have to remember all the do's and don

I opened my music app, hoping to find something relaxing to help me sleep but I noticed several unread private messages sent to me from email. From: Ava [ Claudia, I heard the news! Is it really true that you already resigned? What happened? Are you okay? You didn't tell me anything. I should've help you with your problem. Please, reply to me.] So they were from Ava, my only closest workmates. She seemed shocked by my sudden resignation. Her message was full of concern, asking if everything was okay and if there was anything she could do to help. Just as I was trying to figure out how to reply, another message from her came in, it was a video file this time and it came with a note.