Novel & Cerita I Don't Trust Anyone

"Love isn't enough." "What is, then?" I looked away. "I don't know. I don't know anything anymore." Adrian was quiet for a long moment. Then he said, "Let me help you. Let me take care of you. Let me prove that I can be better." I shook my head slowly. "I can't. I can't trust anyone. Every time I let someone in, they hurt me." "Noah—" "Elias. You. Clara. Tyrene." My voice cracked. "Everyone I've ever trusted has betrayed me. Everyone I've ever loved has hurt me. I'm done, Adrian. I'm done trusting people."

A help I never asked for or needed. I’ve always dealt with my shit alone and has never needed help, not now not ever. I’m the only one I can trust, trust enough to let help myself and not get screwed over. Others, I can’t say much about them. Yes Donna has been for there for me ever since I met her, but this is finally about my downfall. Enemies could sway her trust and make the object to stab me in the back if I’m not careful enough to trust her with selective personal issues.

I shot back. He gave a low, rough laugh that turned into a grimace. “Fair.” For a moment, we just breathed. The world outside went quiet, as if the forest itself was listening. “I used to think I could control everything,” I said finally. “Every move, every choice. But tonight—” I shook my head. “I don’t even know who to trust anymore.” “Then don’t trust anyone,” he said. “Not even me.” “Too late for that,” I whispered.

he says matter-of-factly, and I can almost imagine him pinching those thick eyebrows of his. “I don’t trust anyone.” It comes out more curt than intended, but it’s the truth. You have no idea how many people you have in your life who will stab you in the back just because they think it’s funny. Especially when it comes to the elite world of organized crime. We were bred to survive and become ruthless, so most of us have developed a ‘fend for yourself’ mentality when it comes to our lives. “That’s not true. You trust me.” He reasons, but that only makes me scoff.

"I was wrong to let him take her, Eileen. I know how much you worry about Amber's safety. I know how much you love her. I'm sorry I said you were overreacting, I know how special Amber is and how much she means to you. You're right to panic, please don't shut me out" I felt angry and hurt but I knew Alex's words were sincere. I could see the regret in his eyes, the apology in his voice. "It's not just that," I said, my voice shaking. "It's everything. It's the fact that I don't know who to trust anymore. It's the fact that I'm always worried about something bad happening." I looked at Alex, my eyes searching for answers. "How can I trust anyone, Alex? How can I trust you?"

Anna said to her, trying to make her know that she clearly understood it wasn’t her fault. “I really don’t know what’s wrong with me anymore; I just always have the feeling that everyone is going to betray me at the end of the day, which is why I find it hard to trust anyone again. Anna paid attention to Bella, and she could already tell that Bella must have been betrayed by the people she trusted the most.

"He can do it, you'll see for yourself. Don't be too paranoid." "It doesn't matter whether he can or not but I don't trust other people. I was always cheated, everyone tried to be nice in front of me at first but in the end, they stabbed me in the back. Luke is the only one I have and I don't want him to get hurt. I don't want to lose him even though My life is at stake."

"Oh my God, how are we related? Justice, you never take anything at face value. If there's one person you should take that way, it's Caelin-motherfucking-Blackfoot. A child of Tyler doesn't know how to say things he doesn't mean." I mull over what she's said. I want to believe it's true, but it's hard. Like everything else is with me when it comes to trusting others. Placing my happiness in other people's hands is the least natural thing for me to do. "I know, I know, but it's not like it was for you," I argue.

he says, wincing as he shifts his weight. I let out an even louder laugh at that. To be honest, I don’t really think of this bastard as my friend. He’s just one of the only people I bother talking to here. In this world, trust is a luxury you can’t afford , even the ones who seem kind might be your worst enemies in disguise.

I had no idea but all I know is that she would have wanted to find out the truth no matter what it was. __ "Trust No one." Sometimes stories, sentences do more than just passing the time. They stick with you, toiling with your mind and fucking up your thinking faculty. "Trust no one!" It seemed like that sentence is being repeated consecutively in my head as I prepare something to eat in Carla's kitchen. I do not know why I am believing a random book that might not mean anything but still it could also mean the whole world and I do not want to be nonchalant about that.