Novel & Cerita Harapan Tak Sesuai Kenyataan

She wanted to remain optimistic while being as realistic as possible. Expectations versus reality. Her expectations were high- hoping for all things good and happy, though she would always remind herself how likely of an outcome that was. Her expectations would resemble that of an impossible dream, while in reality, she knew she would never achieve it. She only liked to pretend that one day she could. It was easier said than done, in all honesty. As even when she tried to brace herself for the negativity that invaded her everyday life, she would still find herself disappointed when things wouldn't work out for the better.

"Just because of the state of life, that's how you immediately think? You're too bitter, Kaia!" "Because that's the truth." Such things do not happen in real life. Reality is way too far from fairytales. It is flawed and not perfect. Hoping for something that is beyond your limitation will just hurt you. It might even wreck you. "I don't know about you, Kaia."

I didn't wish to open them. Why? I was hoping that everything that took place in that dreadful resort was just another figment of my imagination, Perhaps, another nightmare, just like the ones I have had before. I wished that when I opened my eyes I would be in my bed at my home. Starting to get ready for my daily life-sucking desk job. But the reality was far different than my imagination. I understood that when I slowly opened my eyes. I was disheartened that every horrifying thing I have experienced until now was real as I was still lying under the tree I slept under before.

"You are supposed to be pure love. You are supposed to be absolute good. Everyone says so. Everyone believes so. Everyone worships you. But you admit wrongdoing. Admit imperfection. Admit causing harm. How can you be both? How can you be love and violator? How can you be good and wrong? How can you be hope and harm? It makes no sense. You make no sense. You confuse me." "I am not perfect," Hope said gently. "I never claimed to be perfect. Never said I was pure. Never declared myself absolute good. Others may believe that. Others may worship that. Others may claim that. But I know the truth. I am flawed. I am imperfect. I am capable of harm. Even while trying to love. Even while trying to hel