Drystan had never once believed she would abuse his trust or faith. Not even when, to the best of his abilities, Chester had tried to interfere. He knew Bess. He loved her, he trusted her, he believed her.
But because he felt all these things toward her, he also knew when she wasn't quite telling the truth, and that concerned him. More than concerned him, even, for despite his bravado of an inner-monologue, there was that sharp, strangling feeling of panic and hurt that was growing difficult to ignore.
"I will not leave it alone, Bess," he said, remaining seated because he was annoyed that suddenly that was to be the last word of the conversation. "I choose to have a problem with this particular scenario. If you'd simply explain it to me, the problem goes away and then, yes, we will leave it alone."
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