𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒌. 𝑰 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒎'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆?𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑨𝒎 𝑰 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑨𝒊𝒔𝒉. 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑬𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔.
𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆, 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒅𝒍𝒚. 𝑰 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚.
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