The Pretty Lies The Ugly Truth 소설 & 이야기

At least, I don’t need to make lame excuses about my mistake of telling him I was falling already. “There was no reply,” I answered, but I saw how he flickered his eyes and pressed his lips for a few seconds, then he nodded. I looked around me, thinking that the fact I was on an island with him was the same as being imprisoned in this place. Suddenly this magical place turned to be horrible in my eyes. I bit my lower lip, fighting the tears to fall. “You’re lying,” he professed and stared at me with the question as to why I did not tell the truth.

Bottomless Revulsion. All because I lied.

She said and he rolled his eyes. “Okay, I will say three things, two of them will be a lie and one will be true.” She said and he nodded in response. “So, I like Bryan, I love you, I love my life.” “What is the truth? What is the lie?” “You liking Bryan is a truth, the other two are a lie.” “Why do you keep getting it? And don't tell me it is because you are a vampire or a demon.” “Just a lucky guess.” He replied and she smiled.

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

“Whatever you saw back there, it’s chewing you alive. And you’re too proud to admit you want someone to tell you what the hell it means.” I hated how much he was right. My hands trembled faintly in my lap, so I pressed them hard against my thighs. “Do you even want to know the truth?” he asked suddenly, his tone sharper now. I blinked. “What?” “Truth’s a funny thing,” he said, twirling a pen he’d snagged from the seat pocket. “Everyone thinks they want it until they get it. Then they realize it’s heavier than the lie. So, tell me, Amelia. Do you actually want to know? Or are you just scared of what you’ll do with it when you find it?”

That and it was a strange but unappealing deal for him to agree to, however, what choice did he have? "She has a point... stupid girl" Skye rubbed his temples weakly, feeling a migraine coming along thanks to what transpired. "What is a truth is a lie? What is a lie is a truth? Which is the honest you?" Skye almost swallowed his bile thickly as the words from the lake echoed in his head once more. Looking at her cautious but guarded look, he sighed before unfolding his arms slightly. “Fine” Skye relented to her shock before waving for her to bring out her study book.

"Isn't it two truths and a lie?" "Is it?" I rolled my shoulder. "Well, it doesn't matter. For me, lies are easier than truths." I heard my own words and shook my head. "That sounds like I'm a habitual liar. I'm not. I only mean that some of my truths are a lot more painful that the more convenient lies." He regarded me steadily. "This is going to sound really shitty, but I had no idea you were so nuanced, Alison. I guess I never bothered to find out that you are."

He ordered our favorite food then came back. We played 2 truths and 1 lie. Each player should write down two truths about himself, just he knows it and 1 lie and the other players try to find out which is the lie. " Let's start with Malik." I said " Okay, I've read over 40 books/ I'm in love/ I hate the smell of wine." " Ohh come on Malik, of course you don't hate the smell of wine, you drink it." Luke said, rolling his eyes,

Measuring the price. "You chose an interesting truth," he said. I stayed silent. "You could have lied," he continued, voice low. "You could have told a softer story. Something that painted you as a victim." Still, I said nothing. Lucian stepped closer until the night swallowed everything but him. "But you chose to be ugly." A muscle in my jaw twitched. "Good," he said. "I have no use for pretty lies." I crossed my arms. "And what do you have use for?"

Full of drives. Full of lies.