Benefit of the Doubt

Cora.

He arched his brow, an unreadable expression on his face. “Did you cry because of that? Is that why you’re wearing makeup?”

He was so good at figuring me out. “I didn’t. You’re not worth my tears, so don’t flatter yourself."

“I’m so disappointed in you.”

Why was he trying to spin things around? I wasn’t the bad guy here. “How many times did it happen? How long has it been going on? Were you