Novel & Cerita Not Dying For Her Lie Again

“Oh, stop that. Both of you. I didn’t tell you this so you could drown me in tears. I told you because I’m tired of lying about it and you both deserve better than a number I made up three months ago to avoid this exact conversation.” “How can you be so CALM about this?” Queenie’s voice cracks down the middle. “Because I’ve had twelve days to not be calm about it, and I’ve run out of ways to scream into my pillow that don’t wake the nurses.” The deflection wavers and for half a second, the mask slips and what’s under is not calm at all. It’s scared. It’s terrified. Then she puts it back on, her voice going high. “On the bright side, I’ve always been fashionably early to everything. Why shoul

"Aaron darling, don't believe her!" Jess pleaded. "Frame you?" I gave a cold laugh. "Do you really think you're worth framing? When the Conrad family investigates something, there has never been a case we couldn't uncover." Aaron lifted his head and stared at Jess. "You… you actually lied to me! You've been lying to me all along!" "I didn't! I didn't lie to you!" Jess continued to argue. "I love you! Those things are all misunderstandings. Selene did this on purpose to drive a wedge between us! You have to believe me!"

“I said something earlier, I said you shouldn’t lie to me didn’t I?” “You did.” “So why the hell do you think I’m someone you can lie to,” I said pulling her closer to me. I dragged her hair and heard her cry out in pain. “I’m sorry your grace, I won’t lie anymore, please.” “I’ll be giving you just one more chance to redeem myself and unfortunately for you, if you try to lie to me again, I’ll kill you,” I said gritting my teeth, emphasizing each word. “Okay, I’ll say the truth.”

Iris said confidently with a grin. Hailey leaned against the wall, her legs threatening to give way beneath her as she continued listening to them. Every word they spoke was like a knife to her heart. This was her childhood best friend, the girl she had grown up with, and the man she had once believed to be her partner in life. Together, they were plotting her death like she was nothing more than an animal meant for slaughtering. “You bastard!” Hailey screamed with the little strength she had left. “This is insurance fraud,” her voice cracked as she finally stepped out, unable to hold it in anymore.

My coworker, Tyra Robb, stood beside my desk with one hand on her belly, her voice low. "Stella, there are some boxes in storage. Come help me move them." Last time, I gave in and went with her. Half an hour later, she collapsed in the fire stairwell, blood all over the floor. When she woke up, she pointed at me through tears. "Stella made me move those boxes. She even pushed me." I got fired, sued, and lost everything. My dad died. My mom lost her mind. And I ended up on the roof of the office building. Only after I died did I learn she'd been stringing along eight guys at once. Given Tyra's history of multiple miscarriages, the baby never stood a chance anyway. This time, I didn't

"I fought so hard just to survive. I don't want to waste my life seeking revenge on anyone. Besides, as a doctor, my conscience wouldn't allow me to go around destroying lives." She gave a mysterious smile. "You won't have to lift a finger." With that, she practically skipped away, humming a tune under her breath. Over the next two months, I buried myself in medical texts day and night.

Nothing real grows out of a lie. "Angelo." I looked at him. "Vivian knows I can't swim." Angelo sat up fast. His whole posture changed. "That's attempted murder." "You still want me to let it go?" I was so weak I could barely speak. "If you love me, even a little, make sure that evidence does some real damage." His face went paler. "Isa. Your enemies are mine." I closed my eyes and didn't open them till we reached the hospital.

"You're lying, aren't you? Look, I am a part of this home now, you said it yourself and if I'm a part, then you all you should me that way. Why are secrets being kept from me?" I lifted myself off the railing and took two steps closer to her. "You really wanna know?" I lifted a finger and tossed a strand of her off her face. Her tanned skin was glowing in the dark. "I'm dying." I broke the news without second thoughts. I was surprised when she broke into laughter. The laugh went on for about two minutes and I couldn't help but stare at her in shock. "You're dying? And you really expect me to believe that? Oh, please."

She asks, her face being all serious. “Nothing.” I say and shrug. “Just go back to the living room and sit down. This is what happens when you lie, you get to live in fear.” I say to her and she just simply walks towards the couch and sits. She lied about her dying and she had the guts to lie again, saying that dad knew she was alive. I walk towards her and I stand right in front of her. “Dad doesn’t know, does he?” I ask. “You have to be specific.” She smiles nervously.

I inhaled her breath and licked my lips. Everything had become confusing. There was no way to tell who was doing what until we told each other the whole truth and the lies we had heard and believed. “ You are lying again. ” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she whispered in a soft voice. “ No.” I squeezed her cheeks, hating that she was crying. “ No, please. Just trust me this time. I will never hurt you. I can never hit you and killing you is…is impossible, Darling.” “ Why? ” The question was still the same.