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"𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔? 𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔?"  𝑰 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒖𝒔! 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒀/𝑵. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆," 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒎𝒆," 𝑰 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕! 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒀/𝑵!" 𝑯𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒎.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆, 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍. 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒍𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇," 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅, 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅, 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕! 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓! 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚. 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍," 𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒅, 𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒆𝒚𝒆.

"𝑺𝒐, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆? 𝑨𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆?" 𝑰 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒔𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅, 𝒂 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚.

"𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. 𝑨𝒍𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉, 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒓𝒊𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕," 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒌 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆.

"𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒐," 𝑰 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒅, 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚, 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍.

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