Your Lie In April Letter Novels & Stories

I retorted in disbelief. I had stumbled across some of those blogs in the past but had never given it a thought. “Oh, please, Francesco,” April rolled her eyes. “I'm not a kid. Do you think I believe your lies about divorcing Josephine because you both grew apart?” “Get out,” I barked, pointing to the door. “You are clearly not in your right mind.” “One day, you will come to your senses and stop being a simp for that useless gold-digger,” April hollered right back, as she snatched her bag off the couch.

On our wedding day, my fiancée and brother died in a tragic crash, and the shock left my mother completely bedridden. Everyone blamed me, saying I brought misfortune and death to everyone around me. However, I didn't even have time to grieve. I worked myself to the bone, hauling concrete at construction sites by day and delivering food by night, just to afford my mother's medical bills. Then came the day I took a side job wearing a mascot suit for a grand opening event. One employee mentioned, "Our boss is super rich and handsome, and his wife is so sweet. Their family is so loving. They even rescue stray cats and dogs all the time!" I stayed quiet, only worried about whether I'd make it

So, this was the reason he had refused to go public with our relationship all these years. All that talk about waiting for the firm to stabilize, waiting for the right time, waiting until he could give me a secure life before going public—it was all a lie. Without even knowing it, I had been the other woman. I forced a bitter smile and looked them both straight in the eye. "Fine. Okay. I'll leave you two to it." With that, I bent down, gathered my personal belongings from the floor, and prepared to leave. "Hold on." Louis suddenly called out, stopping me.

she asked. I didn't want to lie anymore. It was too late for that. "Did your dad tell you everything?" "He thinks he’s the father," April said. She sat on the edge of the bed. "I was shocked. I mean, my best friend and my dad? It feels crazy. I didn't think you were the type of person to just... hook up with people." "I’m not," I said quickly. "I know," she sighed. "But my dad wouldn't lie about this. He’s a lot of things, but he isn't a liar."

Alyssa pov. Within a week, the letter has gone viral. It already gained national recognition as one of the best literary piece written by a teenager. People wanted to interview Micah but he turned them all down, don't even get me started about the girls in school. They all realized that Micah is cute all of a sudden. I don't know what is it about guys that seem broken that attracts girls who wants to try to fix them. In Micah letter, he keeps on saying that it is fiction but no one wants to believe that, me included. I know for a fact that it is not fiction since I have seen the way Micah has been acting because of that annoying little turd of a girl. She broke his heart and didn't even giv

Yan barked and April hissed. “ So it’s true. You’re getting married to that shameless man” April scoffed. “ Am sorry I didn’t inform you. It’s actually a long story” Yan tried explaining. “ Then cut it short” April snapped. “ Ok,ok, I’ll tell you everything, just calm down and have a sit” * *. *. * By the time Yan was done explaining everything, April was now sighing sadly. “ It’s so sad, girly” April muttered sadly.

But that night lisa dreamt she was back at the school again. She was walking the corridor looking for Matt. She’d agreed to meet him and he was meant to be there but she couldn’t see him anywhere. Walking from room to room she felt more confused. Why would he lie to her? They’d been seeing each other secretly for the last two months. No one knew about them. He was the popular boy, the one every girl wanted to be with and she, well she was lisa. She didn’t get why he had singled her out but it made her feel alive, feel real for the first time in her entire life.

“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

It took me extra seconds to realize I was gawking at him. Oh My God. I quickly looked away in embarrassment, releasing my pent-up breath. Jesus. What the heck, Willow? He laughed. It was a husky, croaky sound. “Where's April?” “She…uh…she had to go home with some friends. A group project.” Those were the lies April made me memorize just in case her Father asked about her. “And you? Why didn't you go with them?” I looked at him. Something about the question felt so genuine that it almost had me tearing up.

"I’m just tired." Lucifer wasn’t convinced. He tilted his head, his eyes narrowing further. "Don’t lie to me, April. I can see something’s bothering you. What is it?" Her heart pounded harder, the pressure of his question weighing on her. She couldn’t tell him the truth, not after what she’d overheard. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to look up at him, even though it took every ounce of her strength. "It’s just... I’ve been thinking about my family," she lied, trying to keep her voice steady. "I miss them, especially my mother."