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It was the kind that explains.
The kind that hurts, but also heals in a strange way.
Because sometimes the people we think are hiding something terrible…
are actually just trying to protect us from carrying pain we were never meant to hold too early.
And in that moment, sitting on the cold floor of his garage, I finally understood something I had missed my entire life:
Michael wasn’t hiding the truth from me.
He was carrying it for me.