Lie To Me novel Chapter 3

Going home is one of the most exciting things we could always feel. We always fascinate about being home after the longest time we had been away, but not for me. I don't. And I don't think I will ever be.

I have been trying to even my breathing as I drove closer to my home town; my hands were cold and sweaty too.

I’m so tempted to turn my wheel back to Manila and just stay on my apartment instead and I can’t, not when my mom is expecting me to be home any minutes from now.

"What the hell, Jianna! You're just going home. Calm the shits," I told to myself.

I inhaled and exhaled, but no avail. My heart beats faster the moment I entered the boundary to my town.

"WELCOME TO MARIVELES"

I said to myself; griping my cold hands tighter at the stirring wheel.

"You are home," I murmured to myself again.

But I couldn't feel at home. I can’t feel any excitement that now, I am finally home again. Instead, I somehow feel strange.

"For you, what’s more important; trust or love?" he asked all of a sudden. We were at our favorite street food eatery, waiting for our food to be served.

"Trust," I answered simply, a small smile curves on my lips.