He had lied to her a million times, in a thousand little ways, to protect himself from truths that he didn’t want to face. This lie was different.
Those lies had been selfish and juvenile, and he knew that, but this wasn’t that.
When she looked at him, when her eyes broke his his heart and she asked if everything was going to be okay, all he could do was nod.
He never thought he would need to lie to her, for her own sake, and he never thought he would tell a lie he couldn’t trick himself into believing.