Lily stares down at her hands as he speaks. She inhales and it sounds ragged, exhales and it sounds worse. She's smart. She doesn't need it spelled out any further—she obviously knew about what happened before, but...
She doesn't know what to think, much less to say. But while Severus has done many things, lie to her has never been one of them and he has no reason to start now. She doesn't question what he says. Rather than stillness now she becomes a flurry of agitated motion, standing and pacing in a small circuit, her hands wringing together.
Her husband is dead. He also lied to her. She feels like maybe she is crumbling this time.
"He promised me," she says, nearly chokes on it, "swore," it's difficult to tell if she's angry or mourning or both. "He looked me in the eye—" She stops suddenly, stares at him with wide eyes just in case he's looking at her again.
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She doesn't know what to think, much less to say. But while Severus has done many things, lie to her has never been one of them and he has no reason to start now. She doesn't question what he says. Rather than stillness now she becomes a flurry of agitated motion, standing and pacing in a small circuit, her hands wringing together.
Her husband is dead. He also lied to her. She feels like maybe she is crumbling this time.
"He promised me," she says, nearly chokes on it, "swore," it's difficult to tell if she's angry or mourning or both. "He looked me in the eye—" She stops suddenly, stares at him with wide eyes just in case he's looking at her again.
"I never knew."