THE ROOM IS SILENT. Tears continue to pour out of my eyes as I hold Cyrus close to me. Every time I'm with this man, I end up feeling helpless, like all my reasons just magically vanishes every time my eyes would fall on him.
How good of an actor, a liar, and a manipulator is he?
"Shower you with my truths?" He repeats.
I shot my eyes back open to look at him. And Cyrus takes out a handkerchief from his coat and gently wipes away the tears on my cheek.
"I haven't lied to you Vincent Carter, but believe me, you do not want to hear my truths." He says as he effortlessly lifts me off of him so I wouldn't sit on his lap anymore. Before I could do anything, Cyrus stands from the couch and looks back at me with a serious expression. An expression that tells me that he wasn't going to play al
