Truth Be Told Matthew West Lyrics Novels & Stories

Winston "It looks as though we have no choice. It's either agree to their conditions, or we all go completely bankrupt. What they are offering is the best that each of us can hope for." The other two men immediately shook their heads and released deep sighs. Mr. West was right. They had no choice now. The plot that they had worked so hard on, was shattered in a matter of moments. The crowd looking on was in awe of Matthew's calm demeanor through out this exchange. He was confident, without being arrogant. He also was honest from the beginning. Nothing that he had said or done was illegal or dishonest. They all thought of him as a righteous man, who they all would be proud to work for. They f

"Of course, I should’ve known better than to have any expectations of you." Matthew suddenly appeared. "You talked so big before, but now that things are serious, you’re still coming to Westley for help. Just because you grew up with Westley and lived in his house, don’t think you’re as capable as him. He’s a genius. And you? What are you? A useless girl. A burden. You haven’t even gotten married yet. What a disgrace!" Suddenly, a deep male voice rang out. "Uncle Matthew, are you suggesting that my decisions are wrong?"

Olivia "I can't find the reason why you didn't tell me the truth, Olivia! I thought we're best friends. Didn't we promise each other that no matter what happens, no matter how difficult the situation is, we won't keep secrets from each other?" Matthew said with a distant look and a serious face. I could only sigh in response to what he said. Even I, until now, am still confused. But no matter what I do, I can't turn back time, right? It already happened and there's nothing more I can do.

Please, give me another chance to make things right with you," he pleaded. However, I remained unmoved, calmly pulling my hand away. As I turned to leave, I left him with one last truth. "Matthew, I don't love you anymore. Believe it or not, you're not in my future." The light in Matthew's eyes faded, his body nearly giving out beneath him. Tears welled up, and he lost all control, sobbing from the depths of his soul. "You're lying. You can't just let go of me," he choked out.

"It's alright if you're not ready to tell it to anyone, but if you want to talk about it someday, I will always be there. And remember one thing; whatever your secret is, no matter how ugly it may seem, it will not make a difference to me. There's absolutely nothing that will make you less in my eyes." "You are a strong man, Matthew. Ever the strongest. Life has dealt you a bad hand, but you've made your own way in this world. I believe there's nothing you cannot overcome. Now tell me, is there anything I can do to make you feel better? Do you want me to fetch you some water?"

Matthew's loud voice brought Anna's mind back a bit, and she looked at him in confusion. "You still have to face the truth. You can't run away. You need to be strong and brave, and not lock yourself up in negative thoughts. Do you want to die?" Matthew asked bluntly, turning his back and walking into the kitchen. The broken pieces of glass on the ground were like needles stabbing into his eyes. He picked up a piece of glass and said angrily, "Do you want to die? This piece of glass is enough to kill you. Your blood will slowly flow out, draining your strength and consciousness. Each drop of blood will resist and cling to your veins..."

“Tell her the truth.” His fingers twitched, and for a brief second, I saw hesitation. A tiny flicker of something that almost resembled regret. But then, his spine straightened, and when he spoke, his voice was void of warmth. “It’s true.” The words crashed into me like a tidal wave. My knees threatened to give out, and I stumbled backward until the edge of the bed caught me. The air in my lungs turned to lead, heavy and suffocating. “I have to marry her,” Matthew added, as though that would somehow justify the betrayal.

“This is a very terrible and implicating idea. Why can’t you just talk to Haven and get everything fixed like a normal person?” Alexis have put a small sigh, “Because words are easy, and can be easily manipulated. I need to see how he feels when he thinks I’m sleeping away again. Matthew, please, I wouldn’t be here asking it it wasn’t important or of great value to me Alexis insisted.For a long moment, Matthew said nothing, his inside was battling with a lot of thoughts and it was evident on his face. Finally, he sighed heavily. “Fine. But if this blows up on our faces, and which I’m sure it’ll later do, I’m telling Haven the truth immediately and I’m pointing fingers as well.”

If I am competing against that manipulative shit, I need to be equally manipulative. “ What does this mean? ” He gets eager to know the truth. If he is so eager to know the truth, I should just…tell him everything from the start. I should tell him the truth dipped in honey. I look up at him, determination being my prominent emotion right this moment. I don’t care if it was something personal between me and Cain, if truth can change Matthew’s mind, I am going to tell him everything. “ It didn’t start from here Matthew. I will tell you everything you have to know before hating Cain like this. ” I make him sit down on the chair while I keep standing in front of him.

Worn-down and sorry. “I thought it was funny at first,” Matthew went on. “But then that girl died. And it wasn’t funny anymore. None of it was supposed to be real. We made it all up. I swear.” His voice broke. He wiped at his face. William gave a slow nod. “All right.” I stayed quiet, watching for any signs of deceit. But there were none. His regret was genuine. His eyes were red, shoulders slumped, his words soaked in remorse.