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Betrayed Chapter 3

We are not mind-readers. Sometimes, words are all we have to know what someone is truly feeling. If she didn't say the words, she couldn't have given much consideration to my feelings. That isn't love; that is pure, selfish hedonism. Would I choose you over her? I already have. Funny; until tonight, I never realized just how ugly she really is – where it matters most."

Dianna's eyes were brimming with tears.

"So, you really believe I have been honest with you, unlike... Susan, was it?"

"Yes, it is 'Susan' and yes, I believe you."

She turned away from me to stare out the passenger window. Perhaps she didn't want me to see her cry.

"I hope you will remember that," she offered in a small voice. "Turn right."

"But home is left," I corrected.

"We're not going home yet," she asserted. "Turn right."