Novel & Cerita Live Not By Lies

I asked. "I don't know how to explain but I am sure you will kill me for that, " I rose my brows in confusion, "why would I kill you? what had you done?" I asked back to back. "I lied to you bout something, " He says. "What is it?" "Elina, what she told you in the hospital when you thought she lost her memory was right, I lied to you about her health condition she was all fine but-" Then he stopped in the middle of speaking out of the blue.

Sumi said while closing the door. Swara was still sitting on the ground and crying. Life is painful and messed up. It gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes you have no idea where to go or what to do. Lots of time, people just let themselves get lost. But we have to keep trying. We have to push through all that hurt, work past all the memories that are haunting us. Sometimes the things that hurt us are the things that make us the strongest. And even if it hurts, never stop living.

It seemed as if he were cracking jokes about everything in life. “Oh, my... I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. However, Live Suicide is legit, so don’t be concerned about it. We are not swindlers, and we are particularly not interested in selling you to a syndicate in order to profit,” he said to me while maintaining the smirk that was plastered on his lips. “When you die at Live Suicide, we’ll offer you money, and then you’ll assume we’ll sell you to earn money? Hahaha. Don’t make me laugh. Million is just a penny to us,” he said.

Another lie. How many more before everything falls apart?

“Interesting word choice. Useful word.” I nodded, silent. Words weren’t mine to give tonight. Not with him watching, counting, waiting “You know,” he said slowly, as if thinking aloud more than speaking to me directly, “sometimes lies save lives. Not all lies are equal. Some protect more than they harm. Others… unravel everything.” I shifted, careful to keep my posture. My wolf growled low inside me. Something in his voice hinted at confession but not quite, teasing out the edges of morality that I’d spent years sharpening

) I delete it without reading it twice. Eighty-seven days left to live. At least now I know exactly what I'm working with. And honestly? I'd rather die honest than live on pretty lies.

“I sacrificed everything for you! I humiliated myself! Made fake videos. Conspired with your mother. Lied and lied just so you’d see her for what she is. And now you want to look at me like I’m the crazy one?” Liv finally spoke, and her voice was calm, like still water before a storm. “Because you are, Viv. You’re not okay. You haven’t been for a long time.” Viv turned to her, her face contorting into something inhuman. “You! You think you’ve won, don’t you? You always thought you were better than me, but look at you now. You’re nothing but a homewrecker.” I stepped between them instinctively. “Back off, Viv. Liv did nothing to you. Everything that happened was because you chose deceit. You

"That's why we need a plan." I looked at him, letting my features harden. "I already have one. If she's alive, I'll finish what I started twenty years ago." "No," Lorenzo shook his head. "No more violence. No more secrets. We can't keep building our life on lies." "Our whole life is built on lies, Lorenzo," I said, my laugh sharp and humourless. "The perfect family, the perfect business, the perfect marriage. All of it started with a lie." He flinched as if I'd slapped him. "That's not true."

And even as relief races through me at this first victory, this first successful lie… The look on Auden’s face reminds me that it’s the first of many lies we must tell today. And that we’ll have to repeat them, every day, for the rest of our lives. My whole body floods with dread as I consider it, as I look up at the King – my future husband – and realize that this is the life I’ve bought with my lies: tied to a man I don’t love, and in fact actively fear, because the alternative is death. But honestly, is this other option really life?

Chapter Two: The Truth Hurts I sat in the dim living room, my body trembling, my chest so heavy it felt like I couldn’t breathe. Tears kept falling, no matter how hard I tried to stop them. I thought I was strong. I thought I could handle anything. But nothing had ever hurt like this. Adrian. The man I loved. The man I trusted. The man I had built my life around. Had been lying to me all along. I went to his office today to surprise him, to remind him that we were still a team. That after everything, we were still us.