He was attractive. I knew that. And I knew that attractive people always got away with things.

You don't know me. You know one me, just like I know one you. And you can't know every me, and I can't know every you.

It’s as simple as that. Simple and complicated, as most true things are.

It is much harder to lie to someone's face.
But.
It is also much harder to tell the truth to someone's face.

You know there's no such thing as a complete lie. There's always some truth in there.

Readers embrace all kinds of characters as long as they are written with emotional truth.