One Of Us Is Lying Book Review Romane & Geschichten

Nagkibit siya ng balikat ang nag-iwas ng tingin. I pursed my lips before I spoke. "How I wish, it didn't came this far." "This is better, Elie than to leave in lies. We all played with lies and finally, the time has come." He muttered and looked at me seriously. "It's so hard to live in lies, everyday Elie and I couldn't even tell it to you." He added and his tears fell.

When I finally picked up, the first thing she said was, “Honey, I’m feeling really unwell today. Can you wire me two thousand dollars? I need to get more asthma medication.” Hearing her voice, a scoff surfaced in my heart. She had no idea I had uncovered her lies. She still thought I was the same gullible fool she could push around. If I sent her the money now, she would definitely use it to refill Derek’s medication. With that thought, I replied coldly, “I’m in the hospital. I don’t have money to send you.”

"I-I asked around." That was a lame lie. He was a nobody now, and no one would tell him anything. That one glance sparked a realization. My phone didn't have many apps, so the couple's app that he had developed stood out. I had forgotten about it in the chaos. "I built this app for us," he'd boasted. "We'll log everything we do for each other. It'll be a treasure when we're old." I'd used it diligently, recording every moment, until he stopped logging in. I never suspected anything, but his behavior now screamed guilt.

"It's okay, munchkin. Your new mom will love you soon. I'll never send you back." A crushing pressure kept building in my chest until I could barely breathe. Then, the gentle ping of a message snapped me back. [There's nothing wrong with her husband. He treated her well and took on all the house chores himself. Cassie didn't even need to work and spent her days having fun. He was the one in charge of raising the kid. If I were to point out a flaw, it's only that he isn't as rich or as promising as Harvey.] I was terrified that my prejudice might push the little girl back to a dangerous father, so I had someone look into it. Turns out, that man was a good father and nothing like Harvey claime

"This villa was fine before. How did it catch fire? It's your negligence that killed Liliana. You're going to pay with your lives!" The bodyguards were visibly shaken. "Mr. Jones, the fire...started in Mrs. Jones' room. She... She set it herself," one person said, stammering. "Lies! Liliana would never do that. Her mom's in the hospital. She wouldn't leave her. You're the ones responsible!" Adrian shouted in accusation. An assistant interjected, saying, "Mr. Jones, Mrs. Jones' mother... She passed away." Adrian trembled, his voice barely a whisper as he said, "When? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

I was trying hard not to expose myself but I was failing horribly. “And what makes you think I couldn’t be a one woman man!? Don’t assume I’m not capable of sticking to one girl! By the way, you're a bad liar. You don’t know how to lie.” He growled, grabbing my arm. It wasn’t in a rough way, but enough to pull me close to him. Gosh, he smelled so good. Focus girl…focus! I felt terrible because all this time I was assuming, and judging him. “I-I…I’m n-not lying?!” My stomach felt sick. He was right, I wasn’t a good liar and I shouldn’t be lying. “Alec–”

Third POV. “What do you mean when you say that?” Leila asked as she didn’t understand that sentence. Marcus’s eyes were also filled with curiosity. “What I mean is that Josiah is lying about the book, so we should exclude him when finding out the person who took the book,” Elana said calmly.

I look up, masking my jitters, only to meet Artemis’ blue eyes looking down at me with a plain forced smile that seems tired for some reason. My tensed shoulder drops, and I let go of the pretense. “Oh… it’s you.” I say dully, though never pulling out the stolen book from the hiding spot. Securing it even further. “What are you doing?” He raises a brow, looking at me. “Reading, obviously.” “I see you’re reading a book on wolf biopsy upside-down?” I look at the book in my hands, and just as he had described, it’s a gory book with very vivid pictures of organs and the likes, turned upside-down, exposing my lie immediately.

Things that would make you run screaming. "Everyone has a past, Sean," she said coldly. "The difference is that Liam doesn't lie to me about his." Doesn't lie? If only you knew how much he's been lying. But we've been lying too. We have no moral high ground here. Before I could respond, the back door opened and Liam appeared, his expression shifting from relaxed to alert when he saw me. There he is. The wolf in sheep's clothing. Looking so innocent, so concerned for her welfare.

The market responded instantly: confidence soared. Interview Three: The Human-Interest Segment. This was my primary focus. The reporter wanted to know how I felt the author who wrote about the truth, now living a corporate thriller. "The greatest mistake Sebastian made was believing the lie could sustain itself," I told the camera, my voice clear and unwavering. "My book, The Debt, is about the cost of living a lie. The only way to move forward is to face the shame, pay the price, and choose the truth every single day. That is the philosophy Benjamin and I bring to Sterling. We are choosing transparency."