Lies He Told Me Summary Novels & Stories

and that was all it took for that tiny piece of hope to catch on flames. “When I went to talk to my parents, I didn’t find them turned, as they had guests. While waiting for them, I found her in the house, and we recognized each other. She was so excited about us, and she told her parents. After spending a few minutes with her, I realized I couldn’t do it, and I don’t think I’ll be able to leave her. I’m sorry, Lisa,” the ache in my heart is unbearable as I register each word he spoke, while the words from last night and earlier today play in my head like an old record player, over and over again. “So you lied to me,” that was the only word I could get out.

Relief flooded me when she opened the door. “Come in, Sasha,” she said. No smile. Just… tired. I gently laid Leo on her couch. Thank God he was still sleeping. Lia came back from the kitchen and handed me a cold soda. “Lia, I’m so sorry,” I said. I didn’t know what else to say. She sat across from me, sipped her drink, and gave me a sad look.

Lia looked at him, then at me, then back at all of us, and she said very clearly, “It is the only honest one I have.” And I said, without looking away from her, “Then we are still not done talking.” Rider turned his head slightly toward me, waiting, and Lia stayed seated, watching me closely, and I knew she understood what came next mattered more than everything before it. So I asked her again, slower this time, and I held her attention when I said it. “What happens,” I asked, “if we say no.” And Lia looked at me and answered, very softly, “Then I will still be outside, and I already told you what that feels like.”

Lie after lie, carefully sewn into my mind, unraveling all at once. I felt my chest tighten, the breath leaving me in a shuddering gasp. My fingers curled into fists, trembling. “No… no, it can’t be,” I whispered. “Everything… all of it…” Doctor Liang had nodded gently, his hands folded over his chest. “It is true. Your memories were replaced, carefully overwritten. But you are strong. You can reclaim what is yours.”

And now I knew the truth: he never did—at least, not the way I had thought. “Why?” I whispered to the empty room, the words trembling on my lips. “Why me? Why us?” He stepped forward slowly, guilt etched on his face. “I didn’t want you to find out like this,” he said, his voice breaking. “I thought I could fix it…” “Fix it?” My laugh was sharp, bitter, almost painful. “Do you think lies can ever be fixed? Every smile you gave me, every ‘I love you,’ it was a mask. And I swallowed it all, thinking it was real. But it wasn’t.”

"Who hit my sister?" The crowd fell silent. All the color drained from Viola's face. Her lips trembled, and a muffled whimper escaped her. Aaron's expression shifted from anger to confusion, then to terror. "That's impossible. How could she be..." He suddenly looked at me, his eyes red. "Eve, why didn't you tell me?!" He stepped forward and tried to take my hand. Even his voice changed. "Eve, I made a mistake! She lied to me! She kept turning me against you! I never wanted to break up with you!"

The words leave my mouth before I even realize I’ve spoken, and I watch from the corner of my eyes as Nathaniel glances at me briefly, then at Theo whose attention is still focused on his game. Before I can still stop myself again, a soft laugh escapes me, but there’s nothing amused about it. Then, I blurt out. “My father lied.” Gosh. Saying it aloud despite knowing the man’s character makes it feel worse somehow. More real, even. Nathaniel recovers from his shock, his grip on the wheel tightening for a fraction of a second before looking at me again. “What happened?” I swallow past the clog blocking my throat. “I saw Elias.”

I didn’t know if that meant he was still deciding if he believed me or if he simply just wanted to understand it all better. I took a deep breath in, wondering where to start. “Okay... so, I was in my bedroom reading. It was pretty late at night but I got hungry. So I went to the kitchen...” And I proceeded to tell him everything. Everything from the last moments I spent in my world, to meeting Aurora and Liam, to my escape, to how I found myself in the Capital. I kept going, reciting it all as best I could, up until the moment he found out the truth. It must have taken at least an hour or two to explain everything.

I say, hardly raising my voice above a whisper, "Just don't lie to me again." Her hand touches mine as she nods. I feel her warmth as if it were a stabilizing force when she says, "I won't." I know I'm not done running, though, because the shard's pulse is louder. Back in the war room, his pack was moving quickly under Levin's yelling commands. Sasha is behind me as I slip in, and I see him holding a letter that is written in Mom's handwriting. My heart stops. It's the one in which she admitted to lying about Levin leaving us before going into a coma. It has been bothering me ever since I read it last night. She told a lie to keep me safe, but it made me despise Levin, and I'm not sure how I

“You think you can come into my life… and try to destroy me and Lucious… and just walk away?” Her eyes were filled with fake confusion. “No, no, that’s not what happened. You’re misunderstanding everything—” “I told her everything.” Lucious intercepted. He stepped forward, and I could feel his presence fill the room instantly. “I told her about what you did,” he continued. “About the video and about your little plan.” Lia’s expression flickered for a second. Suddenly, she laughed. It was a dark kind of laugh that sent a chill down my spine.