I'm pissed FOR her, you ass. If anyone had the right to know it's her. Not telling me? Fine. I get it. I had a knee jerk 'shoot the fucker that made everyone KILL EACH OTHER in the face' reaction. That's fine.
Not telling her is cold. I fucking died helping you, Tex. And now I can't trust you.
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Not telling her is cold. I fucking died helping you, Tex. And now I can't trust you.