"I lied. I am --I was-- a chronic liar."
I knew I shouldn't have come. But she had because he asked her to. She should have ignored his last text message.
Then again, if you want to know the truth...
"And I want to change." E continues on. "I do! But you need to know that the old me? He didn't always know the right thing to say. He was just a damn good guesser. And, a damn good liar."
Curled up in a little ball, with her knees drawn up to her chest she wants to cover her ears and scream I can't hear you! I can't hear you! Stop talking! I don't want to hear it! But she doesn't.
"What did you lie about?"