Truth Untold Lyrics の小説・ストーリー

Tomorrow, I thought, tomorro w I'll get answers. But deep down, I wasn't sure I wanted to know the truth anymore

“If you don’t, you won’t like the outcome. Because some truths, once uncovered, can never be buried again.” With that, the door shut closed. A suffocating silence descended. I remained frozen, staring at the spot where he had been standing. “Some truths, once uncovered, can never be buried again.” His words replayed in my mind like an endless tune. What truth was he talking about? Was it sbout me? Or…Sophia? I looked at the business card on the bed. My fingers trembled as I reached for it. My fingers tightened around the card as the scene of Sophia’s reddened eyes flashed in my mind.

We navigated a labyrinth of lies, relying on our unwavering love and unwavering trust in each other to guide us through the darkness. Finally, after countless sleepless nights and tireless efforts, we unearthed the truth— a truth that shattered the illusions we had clung to, forcing us to confront the painful realities we had avoided for so long. But amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope emerged. The truth, though painful, brought with it a newfound understanding—a chance for healing and growth. We realized that the power of our love was stronger than any secret, any darkness that threatened to tear us apart.

“They say you have the footage. Nobody knows who leaked it, but many already do.” I wasn’t surprised. The council members had all seen the videos. Someone would talk. I didn’t need to know who. It was enough that the information was out. In my last life, I screamed until my throat bled and nobody listened. This time, they believed what they saw. The truth didn’t need shouting; it needed an opportunity to be seen. I closed the book and set it aside. “Leo.” “Yeah?” “Thank you.” He glanced at me but said nothing, stood, and turned off the living room lights. Footsteps faded down the hallway. The door to his room clicked shut.

“From the truth that I knew. Deep down. That he helped. That I was grateful. That I wanted to be saved. Even while claiming I saved myself.” We drive with no destination. The city passes by. “What do we do?” she asks. “Tomorrow. At mediation. With this. With what we know.” “We tell the truth,” I say. “The complete truth. The uncertainty. The manipulation. The wanting. The need. The things we perform and the things we feel. All of it.” “And if the judge rejects it? If Richard wins?” “Then we lose. Together. Or separately. But with nothing hidden. For the first time. From each other. From ourselves.”

⁠ “It doesn’t c‍h‍ange the tr‌uth.” Truth, th‍at⁠ word agai⁠n. I lea‍ned in, my voice dropping into‍ something poisonous a⁠nd intimate. “Then tel‌l me the truth, L⁠il⁠a. Tell me⁠ w‍hy my br‌ot‍her lied to you and why‌ he hid his real name from you, his lover does that make any sense to you?. Why did he vanish without a goodbye.”⁠

“I was wrong, Lorien! Please, please come back to me. I just wanted seven days! Seven days to dream, to make up for past regrets. But I never thought I’d lose you in the process. “You told me you had cancer, and I had the chance to stay by your side, to walk with you through your final days. “Why did I have to lie to you? Why did I let you leave, so full of grievance and sorrow? “I deserve to die! Jessica deserves to die! If not for her, I wouldn’t have lied to you, I wouldn’t have cheated, I wouldn’t have hurt you so many times. “Let me make it up to you, Lorien.”

However, that ended up helping me get a better job elsewhere. Somehow, their mutual joblessness brought them together, rekindling their old feelings for each other. I figured it was good for them, but all I could hope was that they wouldn't hurt anyone else moving forward. … In this life, I managed to escape in time, and the tragic events of the past didn't repeat themselves. After I left Jack, I realized that those who truly cared for me wouldn't take advantage of my vulnerability. Instead, they would become my strongest support.

I supposed my parents were disappointed in me. I had promised Fred we would go see them together. I took a cab to the cemetery and stood before my parents' graves, cautiously explaining, "Mom, Dad, Fred and I are here to see you. I finally found the person responsible for what happened to you and uncovered the truth. You can rest easy now. "I… I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I didn't know Fred would…" But I couldn't finish my sentence. After pouring my heart out in tears, I felt I should just wait a little longer before I would apologize to them in person.

She was still clearly drunk, but her drunken state had taken on a pleading tone as her tongue, now loose, desperately explained her predicament to Mace. Her words tumbled out, a mix of sadness and hysteria. "You know, I can't pay for that lawsuit. I don't have your kind of money. You're the one who destroyed the only place I called home." She laughed hysterically between words, her drunkenness revealing her vulnerability.