Yeah. The rewards of being loved aren't worth the mortifying ordeal of being known.
[He hesitates for a moment, dropping the rag in his hands into the sink, music fading into the background until it's entirely silent. Connor can still feel it, but that's different from hearing it.]
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[He hesitates for a moment, dropping the rag in his hands into the sink, music fading into the background until it's entirely silent. Connor can still feel it, but that's different from hearing it.]
Can I try something?