#Chapter116
Which had Ronan believing there was more to their conversation that Jackson had let on.
/"I don't know what really happened between you two, Ro, but one look in your eyes, and I know you're not lying. I saw that look in Sly's eyes when we first met. I used to see it in my own every time I looked in the mirror. I've seen it in the eyes of women who've been put through hell by their husbands, or kids that have been through the unspeakable. You can't fake that./"
He had a look? Oh. Lovely. Guess he could add that to his resume. A look of infinite agony reflects through my eyes. I'd be a great Halloween piece. Or maybe a great sales pitcher. A real tug at those 'ole heart strings.
/"He didn't hurt me,/" he felt the need to defend. /"He'd smack my hand but he never hit me./"
/"Emotional abuse is worse sometimes, Ronan—/"
