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Intro. You thought you knew me. You thought we had something. A bond, a secret, a moment. But I guess some secrets are just too good to keep, especially when everyone's dying to hear them. Remember that night? Apparently, so does everyone else. Now you’re looking at me, expecting some kind of explanation, some kind of apology. But what if there isn't one? What if this is just who I am, and who we are now?

Jake 'The Whisperer' Carter

@Lyra