Pretty Little Lies
Demi
When I was a little girl, my father told me nothing could stop him from loving me. He branded the sentiment in nightly whispers until those words were ironed onto my soul. It wasn’t a trivial phrase spoken in passing or a banal statement like good morning. It was an urgent bulletin, a frenetic directive hammered into my heart. There were no barriers to his undying affection—no heights nor depth that could overcome how he felt for me. Then Nora slashed her way into our lives and presented a challenge to his words. Shortly thereafter,