THE SCATTERED VOW
he is lying to my damn face, my heart hammering against my ribs as I look at her, searching her face for any sign of truth.
Vanessa went still.For a second, without saying a word the background noise of the coffee shop, the hiss of the strong black coffee machine, the clatter of ceramic cups seemed to fade into a hollow vacuum. She tilted her head, her expression softening into the ultimate portrait of unconditional loyalty.
"Listen to me, best friend," she whispered, her voice dropping into a low, captivating register."Marriage is built on love,fath,trust when the facts get blurry.