Trusting Novels & Stories

Hindi ko alam kung dapat ba akong umiyak o ngumiti. “Is that obvious?” He shook his head, smiling softly. “No. But it takes one to know one.” Napatingin ako sa kamay niyang may konting sugat sa knuckle. Probably from assisting or holding a patient too tight. “Dr. Elian... have you ever felt like you were just... too tired to trust again?” He paused for a moment before answering. “Yes. But I also learned that trust doesn’t have to be instant. It can come in small moments. Like a quiet conversation under a medical tent. Like this.”

Masyado kasing matalino at magaling sa halos lahat ng bagay. I took another shot at ipinatong ang ulo sa ibabaw ng sofa. "Trust player, tss." Tawa ko nang mahina nang maalala ko kung paano ko siya naging kaibigan sa kabila ng kakayahan niya. The dangerous I'm mentioning was her skills. She is the so called "trust player" dahil lahat ng tiwala ay agad niyang nakukuha.

“Maybe too loud.” Napalingon si Veronica. “Anong ibig mong sabihin?” “Look at the comments,” tugon ni Vanessa, ipinakita ang screen. “People are impressed, yes. But they’re not committing. They admire, but they don’t trust.” Tumahimik si Veronica. Alam niya ang ibig sabihin noon. Admiration fades. Trust stays. “At siya?” tanong niya, kahit alam na ang sagot.

Hinihiling ko na lang na sana hindi umabot sa punto na maging masama ang ugali ni Austin at traydorin ako. "Okay, naiintindihan ko naman kung ayaw mo. Hindi mo naman kailangang manahimik." "Thank you, Austin. Wala namang magandang maidudulot kung sasabihin ko kay Travis ang totoo. Alam mo naman kung gaano kalaki ang trust issues niya kaya baka hindi rin siya maniwala na anak namin si Tyrell." malungkot kong sagot sa kaniya.

Nauutal kong sabi kasabay ng pag-iling ko. "Please give me another change... Trust me, trust me Yukizia I'm serious." He demanded. "Hindi kasi iyon kadali para sa akin na magtiwalang muli, for me. Trust is like a plates once It's broke it's hard to replace," I said looking at his eyes and I can see the painful in his eyes.

But Adonis is not with them. Suddenly, a soft music plays in the air. Inihatid ako nina mama sa stage. Bantulot akong pumunta, mas gusto kong hanapin si Adonis. Mag pasalamat, yakapin at pakinggan lahat ng sasabihin niya. Wala na akong pakialam sa sasabihin ng iba. Sa mararamdaman ni Bryan, o ni Crystal. Ang pinakaimportante na ngayon ay ang nararamdaman naming pareho ni Adonis. Yes, I'm sure now! Hindi ko na pagdududahan ang nararamdaman niya para sa akin. I will trust him completely. I need to trust my feelings for him too. Bawal na ang duwag!

I pressed my hands against his chest, pushing him slightly, my eyes stinging with hurt. “You don’t… trust me?” My voice broke, my throat tightening painfully. His eyes widened, blinking at me, and in an instant, his anger faltered. His gaze softened, guilt flickering in his expression. “You don’t trust me, Aaron,” I whispered again, my voice trembling. “Is that it? You don’t trust us? Our relationship?” “I trust you,” he said quickly, desperately. “Of course, I trust you. But I don’t trust him. That’s the truth. I don’t trust that guy, Elora.” He shook his head, pulling me closer, almost crushing me in his arms.

“What do you mean?” Akihiro’s gaze flickered to her, and for a brief moment, it seemed like he was deciding whether or not to say something. “I trusted you. I’ve been... trusting you in a way I shouldn’t have.” Paula’s stomach dropped. The room felt too small now, and the air too thick. She couldn’t breathe.

Cordero. “Trust is the foundation of any partnership. If a man lies easily in one aspect of his life, it raises questions about his integrity everywhere else.” dagdag pa ni Benedict bago napatuon ang pansin kay Clyde na hindi na mapakali sa kanyang kinatatayuan. “And Clyde, if you’re willing to deceive people close to you, what assurance do I have that you won’t do the same to my company?”

Ang mundo ay hindi patas—at natutunan niyang ang mga gustong mabuhay sa tuktok ay kailangang gumawa ng mga desisyong hindi kayang gawin ng iba. Umupo siya sa sofa, inilapag ang baso, at ipinikit ang mga mata. Sa isipan niya, malinaw ang larawan—si Lea, bahagyang nakayuko, ang kamay na nanginginig habang hawak ang panulat, ang mga mata na puno ng pagtitiwala na hindi niya kailanman ibinigay nang kusa. Trust. Iyon ang pinakamahirap nakawin. At siya ang nakakuha nito.