When you lie, she knows, and she lets you know that she does. For the first few moments after the words leave your mouth, she looks at you quietly--thoughtfully. She’ll purse her lips, tilting her head ever so slightly to the right, and your heartbeat will quicken. Soon enough, you’ll feel your face begin to turn pink. You’ll have to look down to hide it--it’s then that she knows for sure that you’re lying. But don’t worry--she isn’t merciless. Her silence is a peace offering, a chance to make it up to her. If you speak up, you’ll be met with a sickly-sweet smile and a curt nod. Congratulations; you’ve been forgiven. You’re in the clear. At least, temporarily.
No, the real problem comes when you stay silent. She’ll utter one word, one syllable, that’ll drive guilt home like a hammer to the chest.