Fool Me Twice Can't Get Fooled Again Novels & Stories

Stumbling to a corner, I collapsed, crying without restraint. Seven years felt like an entire chapter of my life, but all I got in return for my love were nothing but betrayals. Though I wore my finest clothes, I was the most shattered person on that street. No one else could have been as miserable as I was. Nonetheless, I'd been through this kind of despair more times than I cared to count. This was the 11th time. People often claimed that misfortune wouldn't strike more than three times, but I had already gone far past that limit.

“Please don't get mad. It was just a joke.” “Well your joke wasn't funny!” I hissed, pushing past him but I couldn't help but note that his confession surprised the other guys. I stared at the ring in my hand. This was one of the signs, right? But why did it feel like I had been fooled twice? Trapped in the wrong perception of truth?

I can't let him see me this weak, I just can't "You are a fool Grace, you've always been a fool". I muttered out those words while staring back at her Indeed she is a fool A fool who couldn't see how much I loved and cherished her twelve years ago A fool who wouldn't let me explain things, A fool who after twelve years still wouldn't listen to me and let me explain Indeed she is a fool and I have no regrets saying it. "What did you say". Grace yelled in anger "You heard me right, you are a fool Grace and a very big one at that". I muttered out those words in anger. She took hold of my collar and kept shaking me like she was going to fight me.

It's been three days since Nathan’s prank. He has been trying to talk to me, but I am completely ignoring him. I was stupid enough to fall for one of his pranks, I'm not going to fall for another one. As the saying goes, fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. He has contributed to aggravating my trust issues.

His grandmother, on the other hand, was known for being an unreasonable woman. As a young woman who just turned 25, I had no way of defending myself against them. I was powerless and helpless. In my current life, I refused to let Mia use the same tricks to twist the truth again.

“When you are done talking, get the hell out of this city and never find me again. Fool me once, shame on. Fool me twice, shame on me.” I grit my teeth as I suck in back the tears. I hasten my steps, walking away from him and everything, and I don’t look back.

“It is so useless trying to reason with a fool like you.” “I didn’t say I was the fool,” I correct. “The fool here is you for trying to think that you can trick me into your selfish, shady deals. I am too wise to see sitting down what you can never see when standing, Cynthia!” “You call wise now, but sooner or later you will regret all this. The consequences will be severe,” she says.

What we had was true. And as I stepped onto that stage one final time, all I could think was how far I had come. How far I had traveled from the woman who had once been broken and betrayed. Now, I stood in front of the world—proud, unshakable, and free. Once a fool. Now a queen. And the world would remember my name. THE END. *** Hey, awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with me through Once a Fool, Now a Queen! I hope you’ve loved the drama, the twists, and all the swoon-worthy moments as much as I loved writing them.

Rhea My name is Andrea Grayson and I’m such a big fool. I've always watched scenes like these happen in movies, or books that I've read and I always wondered why the person being cheated on was too dumb to see it beforehand. In fact, I thought things like these only happened in those movies. I never imagined that I would find myself in that same situation. Being cheated on. Being made to look like a stupid fool. I want to laugh at my foolishness and terrible luck, but I'm completely frozen in place. I can’t move my limbs , I can’t even move my face.

The only truth left after stripping away all the excuses and lies I spent years feeding myself. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly before nodding. “I understand that now,” I say, meeting Grandpa’s gaze. “Don’t worry. Hunter won’t be able to talk his way back into my life this time. As they say, fool me once...But fool me twice?” I shake my head. “Now that’s nearly impossible.” Grandpa smiles and cover my hand with his, squeezing it gently. “That’s my girl.” The lovely moment lasts exactly three seconds.