‘Why did you tell me who that man was?’ Their eyes met. Her eyes were quickly morphing into the look she wore when telling him about the existence of her ex-husband. Sad. Conflicted. She was definitely masking her feelings. He was sure now. ‘Because I didn’t want to lie.’ Her voice remained calm. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘Keeping silent can also be a form of lying. Sometimes, not saying anything makes no difference. But sometimes, it becomes a problem.’ ‘When is that?’ he replied evenly. ‘When the other person has special feelings.’
