The Torture of Truth

DARIO

I swallowed, feeling the weight of her gaze. The truth was simple, but the words felt fragile on my tongue. Everything I had done, everything I had fought through just to be here, it all came down to this one moment, this conversation, right here in the quiet of the night, just the two of us.

But I also felt the weight of what I’d done, telling her that her dad had died, revealing the truth