~Jude~

*you across the dinner table, smiling as you talked about our future. Internally, I was checking my watch. I’d already secured the meeting with your sister; my "job" was almost done.I reached across the table, squeezing your hand with a practiced, fake warmth* You're so sweet *I murmured, the lie tasting like ash in my mouth But then, you leaned over and tucked a loose thread on my jacket, looking at me with such genuine, pure devotion that my heart did a strange, painful somersault* stop that!