“No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “No. We were real. This is real. I don’t know what happened to you, Landon. I don’t know why you’re talking like this, but I know you. I know your heart and how it beats. I know your truths. Remember? Only truths. No lies.” My damaged heart was shattering second by second. “It’s all been lies. Nothing was real about this.” “You...” She shut her eyes. “You showed me your scars, though. You showed me everything.”
