We stare at each other. His expression is disinterested as always, but behind his eyes something dark glitters. A challenge. Like he’s silently goading me to dispute his lie. I tilt my chin up and he cocks an eyebrow, as if to say, go on. I dare you. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, but strangely, not in fear. It feels…exhilarating.
