Targeted Truths

She held his gaze, her eyes flat and detached, as though she were looking at a stranger

of no importance. Davey’s chest tightened painfully, as if crushed by an invisible hand.

What he hated most was this part of her–always calm, alway untouchable, always keeping him

outside her world. “Fine.” Instead of exploding as everyone expected, Davey exhaled a

single word. Then, under the stunned eyes of his team, he opened his mouth.

“I am begging you. Please tell me.” He looked at her, his eyes a storm of fury,

defiance, and something he couldn’t even name–fear. He was afraid. Afraid of hearing

the answer he dreaded most. Miya froze. She hadn’t thought he would actually