Never Lie Book Club Questions 소설 & 이야기

“So are you lying to us?” Nylah gasped and turned to him like he’d just shouted a swear word in church. My throat closed. He wasn’t wrong. God, he wasn’t wrong. I wasn’t lying, not exactly, but dodging wasn’t the same as honesty either, and kids knew when they were being dodged. “I’m not lying,” I said quickly, leaning forward. “I just… I need to find the right word, because when I tell you, I want you to really understand all of it.”

Her mother had warned her not to say anything about the plans they had to anyone and she felt that if she and Arietta were in the same space, she might be forced to tell her all about the plan. "In a moment," she said, rummaging through the fridge. She picked up a yoghurt bottle and turned to her slowly, the door closing faster than she turned. "I was looking for this," she lied with a smile on her face. "You are pretty bad at lying," Arietta murmured as she looked at the bottle being clutched in her hand. "Lying? What do you mean by lying? Why do I need to lie?" "Because you are hiding something from me."

The conversation drifted, voices dropping an octave as the exhaustion turned into that easy, liquid warmth that only comes at the end of a long day and the start of a good bottle. Leona leaned into the candlelight, her eyes gleaming with the kind of mischief that usually preceded a disaster. “We need to talk about the leather jacket guy,” she said, prodding my arm. “The one who asked if the villain’s habit of gaslighting everyone was… personal.” A spray of Pinot Noir nearly hit the tablecloth as I coughed. “I gave him a very professional, very firm ‘no’ with every fiber of my being.” Liza’s laugh was a sharp bark that had her sliding dangerously close to the edge of the velvet seat. “You lie

Cole stands, approaching me rapidly. “Scarlet do you think this is easy?” Cole snaps, patience now running thin. “I have spent days pleading and begging just to get you a spot and not have them make you some mistress!” I step back, eyes widening and tears springing in my eyes. “Don’t start with the tears. I know my father raised you but nativity is not that of a Luna. They question you scarlet. When we were kids they expected us to never be a longterm thing. Now that we at-“

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

"When I handed Jil over to you, you promised to love and protect her. Have you forgotten? Only a few years in, and this is what we get! We may be old, but we're not dead!" Harvey dared not cry out in pain and only grunted softly every time the spatula struck. He wanted to explain himself, only to open his mouth and close it again. "Just go. We don't want you getting hurt and blaming it on us later." Holding the spatula, Dad was about to close the door when Harvey, who had stayed silent the whole time, lunged forward and jammed his hand in the frame. "Please, let me talk to Jilian. I have something to tell her. I know that I've messed up, and I'm here to make things right. Please let me talk

she said then looked at him, his eyes stared at her like they could see lies, she quickly looked away “You are lying” he said “God! You are so honest” she said it like it was to be hated “Isn’t that a good thing?” “Well it is… But in your case I don’t know what to say” “Don’t you lie?” she asked “Never happened… Why should I lie when I know the truth? Lies complicate things and you’d have to lie to protect a lie, it is like an onion, the layers never stop growing out” “Hmmmm… you are quite the smart ass” she reacted then stared at him for a while

“One, I love video games. Two, I once pushed a stranger in a pool. Three, I love pickles. Which one’s the lie?’ he said and we started guessing. “You love pickles is the lie,” I spoke first. “I agree with Muff,” Michane followed and next was Krys who also agreed. “Bro, we know you. You could easily push somebody off even on a cliff.” We all laughed at what Levine said. “Okay, I’m next. One, I know how to dance. Two, I have three siblings. Three, I forget a lot about birthdays,” Krysyle said, making our brows furrow. “There’s literally no lie there, Krysyle Verlice,” I answered. “There is!” she exclaimed. “I’m guessing she knows how to dance is a lie,” Clint answered, making me do a facepalm.

He muttered, "I see." Zoey was expecting relief to wash over her, but the weight on her heart seemed to have doubled. Most, if not all, lies would come to light one day, just like how paper would never contain fire. Is there a lie that can remain hidden forever? There would inadvertently come a moment that would expose the lie, one way or another. "Okay, if you say so. I'll just have to believe you. You won't be able to go back on your word in the future."

“Mike asked, catching the small remark, but Killian extended his arm to pick up his glass and ignored his question by asking. “So?” Mike sat straighter and went on. “So, true, I was going to say it, but then I decided it was pointless. “ “You could have lied to me. “ “I would never lie to you”, his mind provided, “not like this.” “I wouldn’t. “ “And why not. “ Killian leaned forward again and placed his elbow on the table, then he rested his chin on his palm, observing him. “Do you always expect people to lie to you? “