Desire and Will
Desire and Will By Lady Aphrodite [email protected] I looked over my wineglass at the man sitting across the table and slowly tapped my long, dark-red fingernails. Surely he didn't think I was going to believe what he was telling me...? And then I realized. He had spoken too much truth, and he thinks that I will be as relieved as him at not having to face it. Relieved enough to grasp at any weak excuse he can throw out... expecting me to say "Oh, yes, honey, I understand....