Lies and Reservations
I knew I also loved him but I wanted to make him suffer. I was still outraged by the fact that this story was circulating around the village.
We had arranged to see one another again in the local pub, but I told Peter we would sit there like a couple and not hide round the back, and if he felt he couldn’t do that, then I didn’t want to see him again.
I could see the look of shock on his face and, although I didn’t really mean it, I wanted to show him that I was no pushover.