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"𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎?" 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏.
"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝? 𝙸𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛? 𝙸𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛? 𝙸𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍? 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎? 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚢? 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚖 𝙸 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞?" 𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚒𝚔𝚘. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍.
"𝚈/𝚗, 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜-"
"𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏᪥︎𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜! 𝙳𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍?! 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕? 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔?!" 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒-𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚒, 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 6:42 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢, 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚙. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙰𝚒𝚔𝚘, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚒𝚔𝚘'𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝.

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