Romans & histoires You Lied

The crate clattered to the ground. “She wanted to forgive me for something,” Lloyd said smoothly, as if amused. Cole’s eyes narrowed. “Is that so?” He turned to me. “Forgive him for what?” Lloyd tilted his head. “Trying to orchestrate another hero moment, are you, brother? Did you get her dow here?” Cole’s expression darkened, but his grip didn’t loosen. “Scarlett, what did you mean forgive?” I stammered. “F-for the basement. For what he did to me… when we were kids.”

His voice remains calm. Controlled. That somehow makes it worse. I stare out the glass windows of my office. The city stretches endlessly below. Busy. Loud. Alive. Meanwhile my heart suddenly feels too loud inside my chest. “You left,” I say quietly. Another pause. Then— “I did.” No excuses. No lies. No attempt to deny it. And somehow that annoys me even more. “You don’t get points for honesty now.” “I know that too.” God. Why does he sound like this?

She lies to them because the truth is the opposite of what she is experiencing. "Wow, good to hear Kim. Good for you because you ended up in the life of a handsome, rich, respected and above all sensible man." Again, Lia just smiled and said nothing. She didn't want to talk bad about Ethan in front of her friends. She didn't want them to know she was miserable. "Is Mr. Lopez, yummy, Lia?" Roxy asked her lamely again. "Um, of course." She lied again. It's better that they don't really know anything.

Like he'd changed what he was going to say at the last second. "That's bullshit." "Excuse me?" "You were going to say something else. Don't lie to me." "I'm not lying." "Yes you are. You do this thing where your voice gets all flat when you're lying. It's a tell." "I don't have a tell." "You absolutely have a tell." I stepped closer to him, getting in his space now. "Just admit what you were going to say." "There's nothing to admit." "Liar." "Thalia, drop it."

"I mean, my family practically kicked me out for not achieving anything, but don't worry. I still have plenty of resources. You won't get the short end of the stick." That almost made me laugh. I would never doubt a nepobaby born with a silver spoon in his mouth when it came to the sheer amount of resources they had access to. Still, I had just woken up from years of being lied to. I no longer dared to trust anyone so easily. So, I tested him with a sneer, "From what you're saying, your situation doesn't look good. In that case, I'm going to ask for something outrageous." Sam's tone turned serious. "What do you want? I'll do my best to get it for you."

“So I misunderstood that this guy is your friend. And I misunderstood that you guys are engaged and want to get married. And I'm sure I got it wrong, too, that you were just lying to me the whole time.” She held up her hands in a soothing manner. "I didn't lie to you..." "No, you didn't," he interrupted, his tone now caustic. 'You just kept a few things secret, that's something else entirely, of course. A little secret here, a little swindle there—none of that bad.” “Let me at least explain how it happened,” she pleaded desperately. "Well, I'm really looking forward to it. What are you going to tell me this time?" He smiled cynically: "You can skip that, you don't seriously expect that I'll

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

Lydia answered. “Are you trying to say I am lying?” Talia asked through gritted teeth and I just rolled my eyes. “That was exactly what you did. You lied. Why am I even surprised? Poor people are good at telling lies. You tell lies for a living. You can do better please,” I said as I rolled my eyes.

I replied feeling a little guilt for telling a lie. "Mind if you give me your number, I'm already attracted to you, baby girl, I like you already" he declared proudly. He gave me his phone. I stared at it, didn't even have a phone to start with. "Sorry, but my phone was stolen" I lied. Again. "Uh.. that's no good baby girl, cos I'm already liking you" he said. My face contorted with annoyance and I looked out my window to hide it from his view. Him calling me 'baby girl's was hell right appalling. But I had to bear it, if I wanted to get to my destination.

Instead of answering, I turned my back to him, hoping he would take the hint and leave. "Well, I just wanted to help." His voice was louder now, enough to break through my defenses. I let out a deep sigh, my shoulders dropping. "Fine," I admitted, my voice cracking slightly. I lowered my head, my fingers playing with the hem of my sweater. "I lied." Liam raised an eyebrow but didn’t interrupt. "I just didn’t want her stealing the show again," I muttered, finally speaking the unvarnished truth. A knowing look crossed his face. "Well, that’s a bummer. You’ve found yourself in a real hot pot." He smirked, clearly enjoying my misery.