Mira’s POV

I sat on the healer’s cot, my pulse was unstable. “You’re hiding something,” he said. I didn’t deny it. The room was quiet for a few seconds. Then his voice again sounded. “Tell me the truth, no more half-answers.”

I looked away. “You don’t want the truth.”

“I do,” he said. “I’ve earned it.” He glared at me forcefully and added. ''Those who tell lies always live to regret it.''

“You’ll hate me if I do, I whispered. “Then give me a reason why you ...