The man he had once been is definitely gone. Common sense and responsibility had made a clean slate to grab the suitcases and head off to an unknown place. He was absolutely certain that nothing was left standing, neither his ideals, nor his fears, nor his principles. Where had they gone? How had he been able to lose his mind and tell so many lies with a common core? He felt totally inhuman, false, miserable, cowardly, cruel, devastating, infamous, criminal ... Endless truths like fists tattooed on his mind, forever reminding him of the chaos he had unleashed. And what had it been for? To complicate everything even more? To spoil Angy's reputation? To save your formal appearance? Wasn't he supposed to be the bravest of the two, able to risk everything for what they had? What had happened at the moment of truth?
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