I tense. The words are there, crowded in the back of my throat. I could tell him. Be honest for once in my life. Be brave. My heart starts drumming louder, so loud I’m certain he’ll hear it. I breathe in. Tell him. But all that comes out is: “Of course not.” “Of course not,” he repeats. For some reason, his voice is strained.
NOOOO ELIZA
