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Esther suddenly went pale, as though all the blood had drained from her face.
“You need to face reality,” Gaara said calmly, almost too calmly. “Don’t be so naïve, thinking this world is spotless. Sometimes the people who look the most virtuous are the ones hiding the darkest pasts or at least, the ones who’ve done wrong before. Good and evil, they exist side by side. One cannot exist without the other. We only call someone ‘good’ because there are ‘bad’ people to compare them with. You can’t separate the two.”
Esther’s throat went dry. “Then… what about that senior of ours?” she asked, her voice no louder than a squeak. Deep inside, she was terrified her worst suspicion might be true.
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