Jessica's POV
I shook my head frantically, desperate to hear what she intended to say. Ever since Zack's death, it seemed I had completely lost my ability to read between the lines or pick up on subtle emotional cues.
My world had been reduced to nothing but physical pleasure and numbing alcohol. I was truly a lost cause.
"Because it seems like you'll tell him whatever he needs to hear," Paisley said bluntly. "It appears you'll say anything just to make him feel better. It felt like you weren't prepared to be truthful with him. If I were him, I would be devastated beyond measure, and I would feel like you're dismissing my emotions. That you're unwilling to give back what he's offering. And when he asked whether you were behaving that way because you lost your husband or not, why did you pause? Do you understand how that looked?"
