Trust Nobody Not Even Yourself Novels & Stories

"Then you'll have to decide if you can forgive the deception." I leaned against the wall, exhausted beyond measure. "Why is my life so complicated?" "Because you're important. Powerful. People want to use that. Control it." "I'm tired of being used." "Then stop letting them." He took my hand. "You're not alone anymore, Luna. You have a pack. A mate. People who genuinely care about you. Trust us. Trust yourself." He was right. I'd been so focused on figuring out who to trust that I'd forgotten the one person I could always rely on.

The kind of dream I never wanted to wake up from. "We need space," I started, "It was getting suffocated…" and before I could have said anything else he added, "And you were lacking trust." "Trust, we were lacking," I repeated his words. "Yes!" He exclaimed, "Not trusting will not take you anywhere." "It is not taking me anywhere, trusting or not," I said in a sad tone. "Don't do this to yourself. Don't," He took two or three steps forward me. "I try to. I am being lied to, so many times. How can I do?" I uttered.

“You are not signing for me. You are signing for yourself. For survival. For your dignity. For control over a world that has turned against you in hours.” I felt the weight of his words press down on me. The events of the past day—the social media attacks, the whispers, the betrayal—had left me hollow. And yet, here he was, offering a lifeline disguised as ownership, control disguised as protection. “I… I don’t even know if I can trust myself,” I whispered, voice barely audible.

Inside the cabin, Ethan reviewed financial reports while Lila studied the video message from her mother again. Noah sat across from them playing with the tablet. He looked up suddenly. “You know something weird?” Ethan glanced at him. “What?” “Your mom said ‘trust no one.’” Lila nodded. “Yes.” “But we already trust people.” Noah counted on his fingers. “Lawyers.” “Directors.” “Regulators.” “Security teams.” Ethan frowned slightly. Noah tilted his head. “What if one of them is the problem?” The cabin became quiet. Because the thought had already crossed Ethan’s mind.

This place taught me that life was not fairy-tale rather it was a battlefield where people needed only one chance to defeat you, to crash you under their feet mercilessly. This place was proof of my tears, sorrow, pain and regret of trusting the wrong person. Trust Trust which in itself was a guarantee that even if the whole world stood against us, the person who had trust for us will turn against the whole world for us. You all must be wondering what place I was talking about. I was talking about the place where people came to pay for their crimes. I did the biggest crime in this world. I trusted the wrong person whom I shouldn't have. I made him the owner of my life and my heart and he b

If she was, then the minute she was seen, she would be thrown straight into jail and tried for murder. "I didn’t think about that," she finally says, seeming to deflate. "I don’t suppose you have some special hideaway somewhere far away from here?" At first, it sounds like she is joking, but soon I realize that she is being serious. "Is there no one out there that you can trust?" "No," she responds, her sad smile returning. "The only person in this world that you can trust is yourself. Even those that you think you can allow in will end up disappointing and hurting you."

"I trust you Gianni I do, I was your first, I felt it, the bloody sheets the next morning confirmed that, your outburst at the supermarket was genuine you didn't know I was there. You're so fucking shy and innocent I know you still mortified from giving yourself to me. There's no way you could've slept with anyone else. I trust that with every fibre of my being. But at the end of the day I'm human, I can't trust no one but myself in this world. Being on top is lonely. You never know who's out to get you, who's genuinely your friend or who wants your money, power and status. This world is a cold and dishonest place and there's a whole lot of crazies out there. My mother and father don't know

And as I did… I realized: I wasn’t sure I could trust anyone anymore. Not even myself.

Pressing my palm on the steering wheel, I leaned my head back and shook it. You're your biggest betrayal. I didn't know why I was paying attention to them then Ajay's word. He insulted me. Clearly shoved it on my face and I said nothing to defend myself. I thought about all the previous memories I had, realizing I rarely defended myself when those filthy words were uttered. Was Dhruv right? Did I pretend to respect myself? Sanchi don't believe his words. My mind was right. I shouldn't believe his words. If I did I didn't know what would happen and what I might lose after that. Believing him was the straight road to destruction and broken will.

Someone positioning themselves along a route that, in truth, nobody would ever actually be traveling. I hated running the test even as I built it. I hated, more specifically, the particular quiet betrayal of doing it to someone who had never given me a reason to doubt him, who had stood beside me through every single crisis since the day I woke up a year younger than I should have been. But I had learned, at a cost too large to ever forget, exactly what happens to people who extend trust without verifying it first. Nothing happened.