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she admitted, tucking her wavy curtain of hair behind her ear, "I did my report on you and I deduced that you cared too much about your beliefs of right and wrong that you let it consume you. You cared for a boy abused by his father and a woman abused by her husband. You felt for and protected Quinn when she needed you. And you did the same for me. To drive my point home, you came back to finish the job."
I scoffed, "Have I ever told you how much I hate psychology?"
"No," a wild grin slashed across her face, "you're not a psychopath. I'm obviously not a professional but I can tell you're not because I know you at heart. You're passionate and maybe a vigilante in your own messed up way."
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