Merciless Truth

There wasn't a hint of guilt on his face. One hand rested casually on the steering wheel, and aside from the bloodshot eyes, he still carried that air of cold refinement.

She'd known him for years. She knew just how strikingly handsome he was, and how deep his feelings could run. But now, she finally saw just how merciless he could be.

She let out a bitter laugh, tears streaming down her cheeks. "