The Truth about Heartbreak (The Truth About #1)

by B. Celeste

“I should have told you yes all of those years ago,” he whispers, his fingers skimming my neck. “I should have showed you what it’s like to be loved the right way.” Those words snap me out of what he’s doing, and I quickly stand up and back away from him and the fantasy I’m sinking back into. His brows pinch. “River?” “How can you possibly show me what it’s like to be loved the right way? Jesus, Everett! You can’t even love your girlfriend the way she deserves!” His eyes widen and he stumbles as if he’s been shot. I’m not ashamed to be holding the smoking gun. What is he doing here with me when there’s a woman in his bed? A woman he’s told me time and time again that he loves, that he’ll marry because people expect him to. It’s been ten years and she’s still not wearing a ring. He says he’s not a liar, but he is. He hates saying he’s a cheater, but he is. And us? We’re toxic. Even if he won’t admit it.