My Whole Life Was A Lie の小説・ストーリー

Everything I saying to them was a lie. I wasn't eating well, living well and my mates didn't love me. So why the hell did I lie to them when my life was already a mess. This was so terrible, I had a baby in my womb and I don't know who the father of it. I don't even know how they would react if I told them about the baby.

Daniel’s unknowing presence. The lie had started with one small moment. One wrong answer. Now it had taken over my life. “I don’t have a choice,” I whispered to myself. But deep inside, another thought refused to stay quiet. How long before this lie destroys everything?

Tell the truth, and they hate you. Though, I am the biggest lie this world has ever created. I'm a killer walking on land breathing the same air as my victims once used to, and enjoying my life... When I ended theirs?"We should have listened." The mom mumbled.Yeah, maybe you should have...I don't even trust myself... I am the biggest lie.

I felt my blood boil in my veins when I gave it a thought. I couldn't believe I have been living a lie my whole life. I felt like screaming at the top of my lungs from the rooftop so that the whole universe could know how I was feeling deep down. However, I tried my best to keep calm. To pretend that I wasn't that affected . Or rather confused, frustrated. I drew in a deep sigh, trying so damn hard to keep my composure. “Don't take this the wrong way, Katerina.” I inhaled deeply when I heard his statement. How was I supposed to take it the right way when I have been lied to my entire life? I felt like the life that I was living wasn't entirely mine.

The Fallout Nobody spoke. The air was thick with tension. Zayn finally broke the silence. "Are you okay?" Ayesha laughed. But it wasn’t a real laugh. It was hollow. "Am I okay?" she repeated, shaking her head. "I just found out that my entire life was a lie. That every choice I thought I made was never mine to begin with." She exhaled sharply. "Yeah, Zayn. I’m fine." Adrian ran a hand through his hair. "So what does this mean? That you’re—what? Some kind of… designed soldier?"

he said and I closed my eyes in pain. He is asking what was so wrong? My whole life was a lie... that was wrong...you manipulated me my whole life... that was wrong. You used me my whole life that was wrong and after everything I did for you... you threw me out of your home like you always wanted to ... I considered you my real father... fought for your company even after coming back... lived a life in hell so I can please you and now to listen that you never wanted me... never cared about me... never loved me was killing me... for whom did I suffer so much? For him? Why? And tears were not stopping... I was sobbing... my whole life wa

I saw myself doing things I didn't know I could do before, like live alone, skip meals for days, and burn a car. I planned to really visit the legendary wolf people feared. But then my plan went somehow skewed and I saw myself growing too as I met the wolf. Mom's death wasn't the whole reason why I became like this, it's the realization that I'm living a lie. It's the pain that came through after that. I have to accept the fact that I'm living a lie, my childhood's a lie and it chases me down everywhere I go. I'm not used to that, I always run or hide when it comes to problems and when I tried to do that, more pain and discomfort chase me.

Everything about the place was beautiful when one has the right emotions to enjoy its blossom. “I have lived a lie all my life,” She was not looking at Zita, be she saw the surprised on the girl’s face from the corner of her eyes. “What do you do when you wake up and discover that all your life had been a lie, something someone had said just to get at other people?” She turned her bright eyes to Zita. “What are you talking about?” Zita could not help but feel confused. “Life Zita,” She turned back to the garden. Her eyes fell upon some bee that buzzes the air and perched on one of the blue flowers, “life could be so twisting and confusing. I don’t even know who to believe or what to believe.

"And?" "Is it true?" He already knew. I could see it in the way he held himself—the disappointed sag of his shoulders. "Yes, it’s true," I groaned, the words feeling like shards of glass in my throat. I finally reached out and hit the power button on the monitor, plunging the room into a sudden, jarring darkness. "She didn't do it. For three years... more than three goddamn years... I’ve been living a lie. I’ve been building my entire identity, my entire reign as Alpha, on a foundation of absolute rot."

Easily the biggest understatement of the year. He looked back at me with understanding and sadness in his eyes, and the sharpness in my gaze softened. I sighed, stopping in my tracks. My legs turning wobbly, I slumped on the chair right behind me. Shaking my head, I squeezed my eyes shut. Pinching the bridge of my nose so hard I was sure it would leave a mark. This can’t be happening. Until now, my whole life has been a lie. Why didn’t mom and dad tell me any of this? Did they know?