The soft click of the nightlight seemed to echo in the room, casting a warm glow that chased away the shadows. As the light illuminated his face, I realized in that moment, the unimaginable truth was not something horrific or frightening, but rather something deeply human and profoundly moving.
James looked at me with vulnerability that I had never seen before. It was as if he had shed a layer of armor that kept him guarded from the world. His eyes, pools of blue sincerity, held a story untold. “Sarah,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper, “I never wanted this to start on a lie. There’s something I need to share with you.”
I held my breath, the air in the room heavy with anticipation. My mind raced with possibilities, each one more daunting than the last.
