The Weight of Truth

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✴ Damien ✴ Living with Scarlett was everything I had hoped for and more. The house felt warmer, brighter, and fuller with her in it. Each day brought a new sense of joy. Whether it was her humming in the kitchen, the way she left her books scattered around, or the way her laughter echoed through the halls. For the first time in a long time, my life felt whole. But even in the midst of all this happiness, a knot of guilt had been growing in my chest. I had carried the burden of my past decisions for so long that it had become second nature to push it aside. But now, living with Scarlett, I couldn’t escape it. I couldn’t keep it hidden any longer. We had been so open and honest with each other about everything, and it felt like I was going insane with guilt. We were sitting on the couch aft

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