"You don't know anything about me.""And yet you claim to know me so well.""Atleast I'm honest.""You just agreed you're a liar!""Atleast I'm honest about being a liar."
I must not have known how to find him, but he'd known where I was. He'd always known. August wasn't lost. He wasn't taken away or waiting for me somewhere. He never came back.He had never come back for me.
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