He knew she was lying, but he didn’t know why.
Pride? Was she protecting the asshole who did this for some reason?
"I ain’t buyin’ that for a second, Pinocchio. What are you tryin’ to hide?"
❝ What makes you think I'm hiding anything?
I'm not hiding anything... I don't even know
what you're talking about. ❞
[ a large gulp clogs up her
throat which she swallows
down as hazel irises look
to the floor ; she's seriously
not fooling anyone. ]
❝ I get beaten up in my job
all the time, Sawyer... I can
deal with it. ❞