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Keeping secrets you’ll take to your grave is nothing; that’s just one more thing to carry. Eventually everything gets lost to the haze of memory. But another person seeing something makes it linger.
To try to sell off the guy that keeps making you look like a pussy, almost get trafficked, get saved by said guy, then have to keep seeing him in math class every day? At some point the punishment starts feeling divine.
