C124 Look at Me, I'm Not Crying!

Tiernan's hand, hanging by his side, clenched into a tight fist. He desperately wanted to trust Clarissa, yet the accusations were overwhelming. Hollis had declared her guilty, and if even her own kin—her parents, her brother—echoed the charge, how could he maintain his faith in her? Tiernan yearned to believe, but belief eluded him.

The deception was unforgivable