Beautiful As a Day, Dark As night II
Maurice's POV,
No way in hell.
“I'm not lying.” Wiping off her face she whispered. “I was just panicked, I had no one else to call.” She still wouldn't be honest. “And I never thought you would really come. You never would’ve as long as Stan was here. I just… I just didn’t know what else to go. Who else to call?”
“So, you really hit your car? You never liked driving me.” she opened her mouth to say something but… I added, “why didn’t you call Vlad?”
“Why don’t you trust me?” she cried, getting up on her butt. “WHY DON’T YOU ALL TRUST ME?” burning tears welled up in her eyes, and she again hid her face under her arms and I knew she broke under that protective pose. I can be convinced, but her roaring voice…. I don’t know if I can just trust this str
