A part of him refused to believe it any other way.

Some of them refused to believe it had even happened.

He refused to believe anything had happened to his daughter.

He refused to believe that his time had long since run out.

I guess a part of me still refused to believe what Tom was.

No, she refused to believe it of a man like him.

He refused to believe his friend was dead, not yet.

But I refused to believe he would speak no more.

I refused to believe, at first, that a woman could be present and not help me.

For a moment, he refused to believe his eyes when almost all of them went down at once.