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What the hell is
THIS?! WHO?!
All things considered, I don't have a right to pry, but... but...
What if she meant... I wouldn't even know what to do with that. There was a time it would have made me so happy, and now... I don't know anymore. About anything.
And if she did... If it's even a possibility... Then I can never tell her about what happened with Enrico. Ever, and Dear Lord, please don't let her find out another way. If she knew that I slept with him -- that I'd loved him... Not that there's anything going on now, is there. He's been so damn cold ever since that day. It still hurts. It's like I burned him.
Beyond being a sinner, I really am a bad person, aren't I, to hurt those I care for the most. This is not the kind of Judas I wished to be.
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It's always a nice surprise when you look away from the Network for a day and come back to good news. Like an early Christmas present~ Unendingly smug bitch.
((OOC: For OOC clarity, she's talking about the Walter death d0rama ('cause h8, yo), and that strike is deleted.))