Chapter 615

Linda didn't hesitate to finish her thoughts all at once. She had no intention of getting tangled up with William any further. "Was what you said on the phone that day true?" William asked. He hadn't let go of that conversation, the memory of that night still weighing heavily on him. He had wanted to confront Linda about it in person, but finding an opportunity had proved elusive. This offer—essentially handling her a deal on a silver platter, was his only way in. "William, what's the point of this? I think you've already decided what you believe. No matter how much I try to explain, it won't make a difference, anyway. If I told you it was an unconscious act, you'd say it was the truth spilling out under the influence. So, what's the use of explaining?" It seems obvious that Linda's reply wouldn't make any difference to William. Fixed assumptions and subjective perceptions had the power to dictate a person's every action. Linda had long understood the kind of man William was—arro