It was written all over her face, in the gaze she held, in the small frown the she couldn’t keep in. She desperately wanted to know what he was hiding from her. One would say she needed to know, they way living creatures need oxygen.

He, on the other hand, couldn’t figure out what she thought she knew. The truth would break her, but if he could figure out the fraction she was insistent on, he could weave a new story around it, fixing the growing hole in his web of lies. The reality, that every single word he had spoken to her since the day they met was false, would wreck them both

Despite how it may seem to outsiders, he did truly care for her. And now he would face an insurmountable obstacle, disclosing a shred of truth.