Part: 14/16
Summary: Written for the 100 Word Beya challenge – for the prompt 'Author's choice, for which I chose 'Truth'.
Truth
"What?"
She kept her eyes on the television, watching the bright early morning faces smiling out of the screen.
"Kanaan and I, we parted sometime ago," she admitted. At least that pain had healed, had been right to feel.
She did not need to see John's face to see his frown, sense his confusion.
Silence far deeper than the night's held over them.
"Why didn't you tell anyone?"
Grief swelled again. "I told Rodney, just before…"
John's hand tightened on her arm a fraction in response to her breaking voice.
"I was waiting to tell you…" she paused, unsure.
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TBC