I tilt closer to whisper my piece into his ear. "The only thing I will confess to you is that… you are about to feel considerable pain."
"What—"
His words devolve into a blend of groans and grunts. My knee connected to his groin. He bends forward, his face aligning with mine.
"When you behold the sun for too long, your eyes begin to burn. In your case, so can other places. Remember that the next time you wish to corner me."
He lengthens his spine, releasing an explosive breath. "It is as I said before. So short-sighted and blinded by your own perceptions. Both distort the truth, and you suffer from both afflictions. You do not see the world as it is, only as your pride permits."
I let out an—almost—breathless laugh. "It is shocking how much you think you know."
He cocks a brow at me, head slanting to one side. "And it is disturbing how little you know. You trust, but you trust the wrong people."
"I trust no one."
