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what I told them had been lies and they’d said what we talked about would be confidential. I never
even told the police what happened to me, no matter how many times they questioned. The truth
would have made it worse for Dwight.
F O U R T E E N
The tears and hurt I saw in her eyes pulled at something in me. Made me wish I’d never awakened
her. I mentally pushed back at it. I didn’t have time to humor her. At first this was one of the two
secrets of hers I’d swore I’d never bring up. Sexual assault at such a young age was never easy to
deal with and probably even harder for someone like Eve who liked to compartmentalize things. But
how could I help heal her if she didn’t talk about the things that hurt her?
You’re telling lies, the voice sang in my head.
He was half right. I was telling half-truths. I wouldn’t deny the fact that jealousy played part in
my anger. I’d watched her whisper his name as she reached for him in her sleep. I snapped.
Before I knew what was happening, she startled me from my thoughts by charging toward me.
I saw rage vibrating just under her skin. I braced myself for an attack. She stopped just out of reach.
Instead of lashing out physically she stood there, glaring at me.
Her lip curled in disgust. “Is there anything you don’t know about me? Do I have any secrets
you don’t know about?”
“No,” I answered honestly.
I wanted to tell her that was how it was supposed to be. How would I heal her if I didn’t
know everything about her? I kept that thought to myself. Now was not the time.
She laughed bitterly. Her fists were clenched so tightly at her side. I could tell it was taking
everything in her to not physically attack me. Her only other weapons were her words. They had the
ability to hurt me more than any punch could.
“I am sorry. Go back to bed. I won’t mention it again,” I offered, anything to deescalate the
situation.
“No,” she snapped angrily. “You wanted to talk about it, now let’s talk about it. What do you
think you know about Dwight and Rose?”
“Nothing,” I lied unconvincingly.
“Tell me,” she demanded.
I refused to go any further with the Rose and Dwight discussion. “No.”