Lies Of Heart Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Are you actually okay? Not the version you're about to tell Damien so he doesn't worry more than he already is. The actual truth." I considered lying, the way I might have months earlier, before this family had taught me that honesty mattered more than convenient reassurance. "I was terrified," I admitted. "Not just of him being there. Of watching him fall apart in front of me and not knowing whether the person underneath all that unraveling was actually dangerous, or just drowning." "Both, probably," Sofia said. "Sometimes at the same time. I've watched grief and threat live in the same body more times than I'd like, working for this family."

When his lips left my shoulder, his eyes were filled with mine. He pulled me into a tight hug, “Brittany, listen to my heart, even if my lips are lying my heart wouldn’t lie.” His heart was thudding fast.

My tone was firm. “Oh dear child, how am I supposed to know all that? I left the pack years before your parents’ death,” she said. I couldn’t read the expression on her face, but her heartbeat gave her away. The speed at which her heart was beating, after years of monitoring and eavesdropping on conversations, it’s safe to say I know the exact pace of a liar’s heart. Unless she has hyperthyroidism, which she clearly doesn't, then the only answer is she was lying to me. Or maybe anxiety? I could feel my wolf burst into a fit of laughter in my head.

It's heartbreaking when someone we trust turns out to be different than we thought. “There was no love but lies,” Her words, barely audible, were filled with anguish as she whispered to herself. The weight of her shattered heart was palpable as she closed her eyes, consumed by despair. He swallowed hard, a lump forming in his throat, as he witnessed the devastation he had caused on her. How could he have done this to her? The guilt gnawed at him, questioning his actions and motives. Yet, he knew he couldn't let his guard down now. The pain she felt from his lies was excruciating, but what would happen if she discovered the true face of her father? The thought alone sent shivers down his spin

My eyebrows arced up, my face depicting a questioning look at his words. "I mean," he swallowed hard before continuing, "will you forgive me for lying to you and breaking your heart?" "Lying to me? When and what did you lie, Oswin?" I was getting more confused by his ambiguity. The curiosity outweighed fear, making me prompt him for further clarification. "I've been lying to you for weeks, Elena. Not just to you, but myself as well." He exhaled before pointing at his heart. "I've been lying to my heart."

"Our relationship was not that easy as well. Heartly has a Chronic Heart Disease that could attack anytime. Her life is always at risk and she needed assistance every time and wherever she is in case she would have a heart attack. I witnessed how she suffered in several heart attacks before and I almost lost her for how many times, that's why I am working hard to pursue my study as a medical student and to work hard for her." I stared at him as she stared at Heartly who was still laughing with Zhanaia and Caroline at their table. I heard Caroline mention my name so I looked at them as well with my brows creased. Zhanaia glanced at us and smiled when she saw us looking at them. I just sighed

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?

Web of lies is only as strong as you want to make it, otherwise, its too fragile, All Hearts !!

I demanded. At my question, tears quickly filled her eyes. "I-I'm sorry, Daniella… I promise I didn't mean to do it on purpose… "I was just scared. I didn't want Mom and Dad to scold me for being disobedient… That's why I… I threw you under the bus…" Even though I could see right through her lie, I felt utterly helpless. Every time her inner voice surfaced, it seemed to be deliberately pushing me into trouble. Heidi had to be doing it on purpose. There was no other explanation.