“I’m not going anywhere,” she said, offering me a small smile. “It’s okay to let people in sometimes.” “You promise?” I asked, even though I knew it wasn’t fair.” “I promise.” “I-” I paused, hesitating again. She was so earnest: so sincere. She had no idea she wasn’t telling the truth, and as I studied her, I couldn’t help but think, “What on earth is going to happen to you?”
