“I can’t promise that things will get easier for you now,” he said, still stroking Tempest’s hair even though it was no longer in her eyes. “In fact, it will probably get much, much harder. But at least you know the truth. You’re always seeking the truth, aren’t you? I could tell from the moment I met you. Lies aren’t enough for you, even when they’re much easier to swallow than the truth. Even when they keep you safe.
