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"Moira" I wanted to turn my face away from them all, from the whole world, from the feeling of their eyes locked on my face, picking me apart. They were looking for something in me, and part of me wanted to show them. But I felt bile and truth rising in my throat and I swallowed both down. "Moira, you have to say something." Dustin was watching me, a look of panic in his eyes. He was counting on me. He meant for me to save him, to save them. To save myself. "I--" couldn't do it. I didn't have it in me. I gagged, stumbling backwards. I couldn't speak. I had too much to hide. I needed to get out. When everyone is trained to be honest, the true act of rebellion is in keeping your mouth shut.
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