One Of Us Is Lying Novels & Stories

"Sure, there is a wire inside the panel between our seats, just attach your phone there." "Ohh, thank you much." I did as I was told and again we were enveloped with silence after. "According to Dan, you are single and ready to mingle, huh?"He asked while maintaining his eyes on the road. "Yes, I broke off five years ago from my two-timing boyfriend." "What a jerk! Didn't he see what he had been missing?"

Expressing her excitement about Friday. All lies, of course. But that was fine. I’d been lying too. Two liars circling each other. But I held all the cards. I always win in the end. Always.

Thomas Alexander, a connoisseur of untruths throughout his existence, especially concerning his stunningly deceitful ex-girlfriend, found himself confronted with a revelation that eclipsed all previous falsehoods in magnitude. In a state of bewildered shock, he addressed the doctor, vehemently refuting the disconcerting information. "It can't be true," he exclaimed, fixing a piercing gaze on the physician. "Leah De Nero is lying!"

he said, stepping closer. I didn’t move, didn’t step back but I didn’t close the distance either. “There’s nothing left to say.” “There’s a lot left to say,” he countered. “No, there isn’t.” “You’re lying.” The word hung between us. “I’m not lying,” I said evenly. “You are,” he insisted. “You’ve been lying since the moment this started.” “That’s your assumption.” “That’s my conclusion.” I folded my arms slightly. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie. When Noah graduated college, I cried harder than I had in years. He got a job in New York big lights, big stage, big world. I packed his bags and kissed his forehead. “Call me every Sunday,” I said, fighting tears. He hugged me so tightly that I almost broke and told him everything. But I didn’t. Months passed. Then one Sunday, his voice sounded different. “Mom… I met someone. Well, not like that. A man. Older. He hired me. We talk a lot.”

“Too real.” Kael didn’t say anything, but his eyes were already locked on the sketch. He looked at it longer than the rest of them like he was trying to memorize it. Or… figure it out. “Is this your girlfriend or something?” Luca teased. “No.” “Crush?” “Nope.” “You?” River asked, only half-joking. My throat went dry. “What? No. That’s stupid.” But my lie was shaky, and Kael’s gaze narrowed just a little.

A truly catastrophic one is a man who lies about his family, and then you stumble upon a skeleton in his closet. I need air, need space to clear my head. Stay calm, not recalling the sick feeling of being lied to for two good years. I trusted Levi; I believed everything he told me. I was certain he was the right man for me, like he's good enough in most important areas. He’s loving, kind, and treats me right. He's not abusive, not controlling, nor dominating. He supports my career, played a big role in improving my fame, and all. So why would he keep such a secret from me? Assuming this blew up when we were already married, how would I have reacted? Would it be worse? Would the truth come ou

I leaned back in my seat and added, "I'm giving you a chance now. Say the magic words. Break up with me. Don't worry. If anyone asks, I'll tell them that you were the one who dumped me so that won't hurt your ego anymore, right? Now, come on, say it. Say we're done so I can finally go home and sleep."

the one by the door says again. Softer this time. “Think.” “I am thinking,” I reply. Finally. My voice cuts through theirs. Sharp. Silence falls. Both of them freeze. Both of them watch me. Waiting. I take a step forward. My gaze flicks between them. “You’re both convincing,” I say. Honest. Because they are. That’s the problem. “But only one of you is real.” “And I don’t like being lied to.” The one by the hallway smiles faintly.

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.”