"Of course, it matters," her posture straightened when the waitress returned with their wine. The waitress bowed and stepped back to give them another moment to peruse the menu. "I would like to know who's spreading these lies about me, but I'm fairly certain that I have a good idea."
"Let me say that despite what happened, I was never trying to kill that girl. We fought, that's it. She likes to play the victim and make it out to be more than it was." Vaughn took a sip of her wine. The merlot was deep and dry, with just a hint of blackberry to sweeten the sharp edges.