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Only, what was it? Why, why, why, is she doing all this? That’s all I want to know. Is it to get back at me? Is she trying to prove some fucking point? Fuck, why didn’t she come to me directly? Why did she have to go through all the trouble and end up working for the biggest sadist in the city? Why?

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“Why, son?” “Mom, what do you mean by ‘why?’ Why! Ha, I was made a fool for months! Do you know how many times I asked her to tell me the truth! Why? Because I can't love her the way I had loved her for all these years. That's why.”

Why? ...........to be continued...........

"You Should know why…" . .*

Welcome to the filthiest why choose you've ever read. Get comfortable. It's about to get very, very filthy.

Why are we talking about that? *

So, they stopped on command and turned me back to face him, traitorous things they were. "Yes?" I answered quietly, looking at the floor. "Just two important questions for you. One, why didn't you tell me you were in pain?" I hesitated on that question again feeling the shame of my enjoyment of something so… wrong. "Speak, Vie," he demanded. "Because I enjoyed the pain," I spouted out miserably. "Did you enjoy the pain? Or did you enjoy the feel of being tied up?" I shook my head very much aware of how that did nothing to help with clarification, but I didn't know what else to say to it.

“How? Why?” To be continued…

so why? My questions will remain unanswered, at least for now.