Truth Untold Lyrics の小説・ストーリー

Done accepting pretty words at face value. This time, I'm going to find the truth for myself, no matter how much it might hurt.

I was dressed in my police uniform, my eyes shining. Gabriella stared at my profile photo for a long time before sending me message after message. "Victor, what on earth are you up to?" "Five years ago, you went rogue and got hundreds of our comrades killed. Wasn't that enough?" "Daniel's dead. They said you were a traitor. I refuse to believe that." "As long as you say you didn't do it, I'll believe you." Gabriella's fingers trembled for a moment before settling on the last message.

I had worried that Randy would feel too pressured at the time, so I hadn't told him the details and only asked him to pay the basic expenses. "After my parents heard about what I did, they came to see me once. They scolded me hard, and my mom had an attack right here, but she refused to keep getting treatment. Only then did I find out how much you had done for me. "I'm a scumbag, I admit it. I'm begging you. Please talk to my mom. I'll do whatever you want." After that, Randy slammed his forehead against the table with a loud thud, begging me.

Jocelyn wiped her tears and pulled Sean tightly into her arms. I recorded the entire livestream. Only now did I realize how influential money really was. It could make someone who once cared more about her pride than survival go online and cry for sympathy.

Patrick and Nancy were gobsmacked, their eyes nearly popping out as they stared at our whole family in utter disbelief. Rebecca, meanwhile, ripped up the divorce papers she was holding and ran over to my dad, her face full of regret. "Dad, so you're the big cheese! Why didn't you tell me sooner? I was blind to your greatness. Please don't hold my past mistakes against me! But why pull out the investment all of a sudden? It must be someone else's doing, right? You've got to tell them to keep the money flowing! There's a project coming up in a few days that needs a few million!"

Another buzz. This is not a joke. Answer me. Fear rooted itself under my ribs. I swallowed hard and walked faster. Just keep going, Tanya. Just get home. Just—

The call connected immediately, but instead of relief, Alex's tender voice came through. "Don't be afraid. It's just a nightmare. Go back to sleep." He was saying this to Brooke. "Alex! Help me!" "Emma, I don't have time for your games right now." The call was cut off abruptly. When I tried again, only the cold automated message of a phone was heard. Ice-cold rainwater mixed with desperate tears flowed into the corners of my mouth, bitter and salty. "Go ahead, scream! You can scream your head off, but no one will come!"

The parts that wanted only to connect. Julian kept one of the original letters in his drawer. The one with the coffee stain. He never said why. I never asked. At night, sometimes, I would read the manifesto out loud. Not all at once. Just a line or two, spoken into the quiet of our home. “Truth is not a blade. It is a hand.” “You owe no one your pain.” “Start again. That is your right.” Julian would listen, then nod, then return to his book or his sketch or his silence.

If I told her the truth—that there had been others, ghosts of a life she didn't know—I feared the look of betrayal would be worse than her current bewilderment. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "We’ve only been together a short time. That… that doesn't make any sense." I didn't answer. I couldn't. I looked toward Kyle and Jill, who had both gone deathly silent, their faces unreadable. "I answered," I said, standing up, my legs feeling unsteady. "I’m going. Excuse me." "Wait! Is that actually the truth?" Kia’s voice chased me toward the tent flap.

She said and cried again. "Stop crying dear, the truth will be revealed. I trust you." Monica's father said. "Even if the world turns upside down I will still trust you. Stay strong darling. I promise to get you out of this. In life have hope even when it is hard to do. When there is life there is hope, I will continue praying for you. In God we trust, he won't disappoint us." Her mother consoled wiping off her own tears with the tip of her cloth. "Don't lose hope."