Lies are truths by another name

“Everyone has their hamartia,” he said, and it sounded like there was just the hint of a warning in his words. Warning and regret. “But if you really think that commitment is mine then . . . maybe you never knew me.” Maybe it was a little too open for what they were now but Rion had often found it hard to properly censor himself with her. But what he knew for certain was that there were many different flaws of his that could quite easily end him if he let them. Naturally, he would never tell anyone that. “I don’t regret what I did.” It wasn’t answer. It was a million miles from being an answer. But how was he supposed to answer that? There was no way that he could give any kind of response that was less cruel than the one he did. Rion stooped to slide his feet back into his shoes, an easy way to break himself from Audelia’s penetrating gaze. “Give Greengrass my regards.”