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Nial.

The next morning, we left the hotel after getting a long brunch seemingly to satiate our discharged selves from our previous fourth round in the shower.

We got home a few hours ago but didn't find Nadei and Nik as they were taking care of a new gun shipment at the docks.

It ate me inside out. The guilt.

I fucking needed to tell her even if we weren't sure. I wanted to tell her.

My brothers and I had agreed that one of us would tell her when we were all together but I didn't want to waste time and have her hate us for how long we had been keeping this from her.

Secrecy was something we swore on never doing when it came to her. We were all in this together but fuck. My hesitation was drowning me. Suffocating me and filling my lungs with a horrible feeling. Betrayal.

Justifying how we wanted to actually be certain wether our surmise was correct or not was the semi right thing to do but that would mean hiding something from her and that didn't sit well with me. At all.

It was eat