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The climax was episode 7. The after-effects is episode 8.
It's the rose that never wilts.
It's not the joy I see in you that makes me even in devastation, nor is it that you sucked the joy out of me, but it's the joy that I gave to you, hoping that you will be happy.
I know you saw it coming. But why didn't you stop it?
Why not we just pretend it never happened, since you don't care? Right?
Thanks for the trigger.
3:14 AM