My Fault
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Krystal.
Not a name.
A mask. A code for a version of myself that doesn't exist. A way to tell the story without choking on it.
Behind the name lies a truth too tangled to say aloud.
A truth I whisper, every night, in the dark:
It's my fault. It's my fault. It's my fault.
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