The Photo Collector
That three-word question was the most difficult question to answer.
I was doubtful, and so was Philip, and so was Chuck, and so was Rabiya, and so was the twins, and so was every single one of us. I knew we were just swallowing our egos and pride just to get rid of the fact that this question will remain unanswerable until the investigation would be over and until it would be too late for us to justify ourselves. I was just trying to be strong, because if I won’t, the rest of us will be weak. I believed, based on how they perceived it, I was the foundation of this friendship. If I would fall, the rest of them would fall, too. I did not want that to happen. No one wanted that to happen.
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