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He thought about returning them in person, the tapes.
The idea faded away with his tearing of the writing note : "You know I would never do anything to them. Not to—"
You.
You're always too sentimental,he thought to himself, you left because you thought you were the weak link. You knew you were. Truth was, you were the weak link because he didn't actually trust you, not once, not now, maybe not even for a sec.
You knew it.
And it still hurt as hell.