Truth

He could detect the panic in her voice now, anger gone in her need for the truth. He swallowed, glanced at the door for a second as though expecting someone to burst through at any moment.

"I will tell you it all, I swear," he promised, taking a tentative step towards her. She watched him warily but her arms dropped to her sides, a sign that she was open to discussion and with a curt nod, she agreed to his promises.

"I want to believe the best of you Jon," she said softly. "I cannot bear for you to hurt me too."