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I thought maybe it would be good to start posting on Thursdays instead of Fridays, since Friday we also do the Live Event on FaceBook.
But, back to the chapter...
Last update we were Damned if you do with Harry, Uma, and Faustina. At least they found out what was going on with T out on the isle though, right?
Today we're Damned if you don't with Gil and Deez.
We hope you enjoy,
Lots of Love,
-Dark-
Gil cradles Deez to his chest as he stares up at the barrier above them. So far this day was turning out to be a tangled mess of confusion.
Deez running wasn't new, but it had been a while. And after seeing it happen a second time, he was pretty sure she was actually blanking on them.
It was scary to see anyone blank, but seeing Deez like that made his heart lodge painfully in his throat. He didn't want to think about what would happen if she ran off the ship in that state.
Just the thought sends a shiver down his spine.
He knew that Deez could protect herself. Had seen it. But in that state?
Blanking?
He was pretty sure not even she could do that.
He sighs as he shifts against the mast behind him. It had taken him and Uma over two hours to find her in the hold.
Two long, painstakingly slow hours.
When they finally found her she was curled up in a tiny ball, wedged behind her makeshift wall at the very back of the hold.
The hold.
He takes in a deep breath, reminding himself that he was outside now.
They probably wouldn't have found her if she hadn't been shaking. The slight noise of the wood shifting around her was the only hint they had to pull crates out.
And the sight nearly split his heart in two.
He wasn't sure when screaming and yelling started setting her off like that. But thinking back on it, Uma had been in a much better mood since quitting the shop. Even when she was stressed.
And they missed a huge part of Uma stressing out over T coming back to them so hurt.
His eyes narrow thoughtfully. Had Uma been yelling much lately? Specifically in front of Deez?
Or at least in her completely exasperated, boiling rage tone?
Maybe yelling had always affected Deez like this, but they'd never noticed it because they were always so happy just to see her in the past.
Still, it was something they were all going to have to talk about eventually. He carefully runs his fingers through her silky hair as he continues to coax her gently back from wherever she'd gone.
And then there was T. Or rather, the not T.
He never imagined he'd see the day where T bowed to anyone. Or spoke so softly. Or apologize so sincerely. Or look so… Tame in general. Even his eyes looked different. Still the pretty green they'd always been but, different, something in their depths was unsettling.
Was that T's other personality? Uma had been upset when she said T had sent someone to deal with the punishment, but there was no one in the room but Harry and T.
When he'd found out that T had a second personality, that was so not what he'd been expecting. He thought the other personality would be harsher or something. But… It was clear to him now that it was the complete opposite.
He frowns. Hadn't Deez called T the protector? He was pretty sure she had. So, if that was the case did that mean T wasn't actually the original?
His head hits the mast with a thud.
Had that been the original he'd just seen then? He shivers slightly. Because if it was they'd be eaten alive on the isle. He'd barely met him, but could tell by how small he was making himself that he clearly wasn't a fighter. If anything, he'd been subservient.
He frowns.
How they the same person? It was like day and night.
What the fuck had Frollo done to them? He grimaces.
That room. That hell. The one that terrified his brother and did god only knew what to T. That was no place anybody should ever be.
He knew that Uma and Harry had been keeping things from the two of them. He wasn't overly bothered by it though. He knew they'd eventually tell them once they figured out what to do themselves.
He couldn't blame them for needing so much time to work this- Problem didn't seem like the right word but it was the best he could come up with.
But besides being worried and concerned about T's counterpart, he couldn't see what the big deal was.
"Gil? Why are you frowning?"
He looks down at the soft question, relieved to see her worried blue eyes staring up at him, "What was goin' on with T…" He sighs as he watches her. He knew she knew. She always knew, usually first, what was going on.
"When he got back?" Deez blinks before she looks around, "When did we climb to the crow's nest?" She asks as she slowly sits up.
"No, when we were in the cabin, T was acting funny… I mean I think it was the other personality, but…" He shrugs, "As for how we got here, the others seemed like they were busy so I figured we could wait here 'til things were worked out."
Deez's brow furrows before she shakes her head, "You saw T's other personality?" She shifts, kneeling in his lap as she braces against his chest.
Gil rubs the back of his neck, "Yeah…" He looks down at her. Part of him wanted to ask, the other part wanted to wait until Uma thought it would be the best time to tell him. But in the end, his curiosity gets the best of him, "I'm missing something- Aren't I?" He frowns as he reaches up to tuck stray hair behind her ear.
"Yes," Deez admits before she drops her eyes to her hands.
Gil bites his lip, "Feel like sharing?" He asks as his stomach twists into unpleasant knots. Did he really want to know this? Something was telling him he didn't. But he couldn't hide from the truth forever, and he had a feeling that's what everyone would prefer. "You don't have to if you don't want to. It's just, the person in the cabin definitely wasn't T." He sighs as he looks up at the yellow barrier above them.
Deez frowns, "I told Uma I wouldn't lie to you if you asked me about it." He feels her shift, placing her hands against his chest for balance before she continues, "And she said okay."
His eyes drop back to her as dread fills him, "Well consider me asking..."
She nods slowly, "I don't know what you saw, but if you say it wasn't T, then you're probably right. T's other personality is a lot less…" She fidgets before she looks up at him with an uncertain smile, "T?"
"Yeah no kidding," Gil runs a hand through his hair. "They bowed and apologized to Uma. It was..." His eyes narrow.
"Weird?"
"Extremely."
"Um…" Deez bites her lip, "Remember how the book Yensid showed us said that there was a protector type personality?"
"Yeah? I kinda guessed that was T- So who is he protecting, exactly?"
"He's protecting, Faustina." Deez watches him closely.
Faustina. His brows furrow. Something about the name makes a boulder drop in the pit of his stomach. That didn't- "That's a weird name for a boy." He meets her eyes.
"T is a boy." Deez assures him, her small hands gripping his shoulders as she rises to look him in the eyes, "But- Faustina isn't."
He nods slowly as he takes a deep breath.
T was protecting a girl. That made sense.
T having a girl's body was weird. But it explained why he always went swimming with his clothes on and took off when soaked.
Why he occasionally grew uncharacteristically silent and worked on his own projects without so much as a twitch.
Why his voice would occasionally drop. Especially when it came to apologizing. His head hits the mast. He was still not putting something-
The way T flinched every time he was touched. How it had gotten worse when Harry brought him back from- His eyes twitch. Anger bubbles in his stomach. Disgust quickly follows.
That fucking room. His features grow dark.
What the fuck had that sick fuck done to her?
What the fuck had been done to her?
He jumps to his feet, throwing Deez over his shoulder. He needed to break something. To destroy it. To hit it. He needed off the ship now. He was shaking with his rage.
"Gil?" Deez lets out a startled squeak as she scrambles to hold on to him.
He jumps up to the ledge of the crow's nest. "Don't. Let. Go." He bites out as he slides down the rope slick with mold. He jumps the last six feet with a thud before he marches to the dinghy. "James," His calls out, his tone shockingly authoritative.
James turns, his mouth open as if he'd been about to snap before he shuts it, "Gil?" He blinks.
"We're leaving." He snarls as he places Deez onto a seat, trying his best not to grip her too tightly. "Tell Uma."
"Right." Jame's blinks.
He nods curtly before he moves next to Deez, and lowers them to the water.
She wasn't sure what this emotion was. It was so… Intense...
But it felt like anger. A whole new level, but anger.
And she could understand anger in this situation. T had come home to them more messed up than she'd ever seen him. And Gil was processing that it happened to not just T, but to the girl part of him too.
Ting
Ting
Ting
With a frown, she heats another cube of metal and switches it out between Gil's blows. He still wasn't speaking to her. Hadn't spoken to her since ordering her to not let go.
She frowns as she wraps her arms around her waist. Maybe she shouldn't have told him. But she also didn't want to lie to him. She hadn't expected him to take it this badly.
Gil was very protective of her and Uma, so she'd expected a certain amount of anger. But this?
She sighs at the realization he wasn't the only one who had been missing something. As much as they'd kept him in the dark about Faustina, they were keeping her in the dark about something too. But what? What could possibly change what she did know to something that would make Gil so-
Ting. Ting. Ting.
His rhythm was speeding up. She looks back to him, her heart aching at the sight of him furiously beating the lump of metal into nothing.
Ting. Ting. Ting. Ting. Ting. Ting.
"Mother fucker-" He growls.
CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.
That didn't sound like a good noise. Certainly not one she'd heard before.
"Gil!" Deez flinches as she grabs his hand holding the hammer.
Gil shoots her a glare before he shakes her hand off and throws the hammer, "Fuck!" He turns and punches a wall with a feral growl. "Disgusting!" He snarls before punching the wall again.
Crack. She winces as she sees the wall split.
Deez bites her lip as she watches him. She'd never heard him talk like that, never seen him throw punches the way he was. She was scared he was going to hurt himself, but she was also confused. Who was he talking about? Her? T?
Frollo?
She takes a deep breath before she walks over and rests a hand on the small of his back.
"Not. Now. Deez." He growls as he swings again.
"Please stop." She begs, "Hurting yourself won't fix things."
"Not. Now." He swings.
"Yes now." She sighs before she sets her shoulders, "Now, not after you're hurt."
"Fuck if I care." He snarls. His fist meets the small crater he was forming, this time leaving behind streaks of blood.
Deez blinks at the blood before she jumps in front of him, holding her hands up to grab his fists. "Stop!"
Gil's eyes widen before he jumps back. "Damn it Deez. Leave me the fuck alone." He turns and storms off.
"When has that ever worked for me?" Deez runs after him, still trying to get a hold of his hands.
"Don't touch me." He growls as he makes his way to the shore.
Deez holds her hands up, stopping dead in her tracks as the wind rushes painfully from her lungs, "Okay. I- I'm sorry." What was she supposed to do? He was in so much pain and she had no idea how to help him.
When he reaches the water doesn't stop. He walks out, only pausing when the water reaches his thighs, "Stay." He demands before he dives under the water.
Of all the things he'd ever said to her, told her to do, this was by far the most conflicting.
He was angry.
He was snarling.
But the moment he disappears under the water all she wanted to do was march out there and pull him back by the ear to the warmth of the pool.
But she waits, the cold water swirling around her feet as she stands exactly where she was when he snapped at her.
One minute.
"Gil?"
Two minutes.
"GIL!" She edges closer, her eyes wide as she searches for any sign of him.
She counts her heartbeats, it was easily the loudest sound around her right now, each thud without him surfacing more painful than the last.
She loses count before she sees him finally breaks the surface again, "Damn it!" He snarls. He smacks the water several times before he disappears again.
She blinks away the tears she hadn't realized were falling as she balls her hands into fists at her sides. What was she missing? What would make Gil- Gil of all people- this mad? She falls to her knees, ignoring the splash as she carefully watches the waves.
Was it just the fact T's other half was a girl? Or was it something darker? Had something sinister happened to T. Something more than being captured and burned?
Was it something like what happened to Harry? Not that she knew what that was. None of them ever talked to her about it. She just knew it was bad.
Like really bad.
She could remember the first couple of times Uma brought her and Harry together, her and Gil. The pain in their eyes. But when she asked, Uma only told her that they needed more attention than others and that the two of them could help take care of them, the way Uma took care of her.
And she hadn't argued. Uma's word was her law back then. Back before she learned to ask questions.
But now? Her eyes narrow as Gil surfaces again. She needed to know what they were keeping from her. Needed to understand this so she could help Gil, help all of them.
Gil swims from the cliff edge to a pile of rocks and back.
At first, it was the fastest she'd ever seen him swim, but by the fifth lap, it slowed to a more languid pace. He disappears under the waves again.
Her heart jumps to her throat. Had he pushed himself too far? She pushes herself to her feet to better search for him.
Gil breaks the water close to her, running his hands through his hair to get it out of his face. He looks away sheepishly. "Sorry." He chatters as he walks closer to her.
She blinks, but before she can think she jumps to wrap her arms around his neck. He catches her easily, wrapping his cold arms around her securely as she heats herself. "Are you okay?" She whispers against the hollow of his throat.
He nods mutely as he lets out a deep sigh. He walks them back to the cavern. "Sorry." He repeats. "I shouldn't have done that. Shouldn't have snapped." He looks towards the wall with a frown, "Or, done that." He slides down the back of the wall, still not releasing her.
"You're going to be sorry if you broke your hands." She sighs before she looks up, wishing she knew how to make this better.
"I didn't." He takes a deep breath before he lets it out slowly. "You can check them later if you want… But, can you just stay here for a minute? Please." He ducks his head into the crook of her neck as he continues to shake.
The pain in her chest lessons, as does the knot in her stomach. "Of course. Anything you need." She whispers before she presses her lips to his neck.
He wasn't angry with her. It was starting to sound like he was angrier with himself than anything else.
All the confusion and anger from before could wait. It had been a while since he asked her for something. And this was such a simple request.
"Thank you." He mumbles as he holds her tightly, protectively.
She blinks when she feels something wet on her shoulder. Her heart aches as she tightens her grip on him. "I'm here for you." She whispers as her fingers slip into his hair, drying it a little with every stroke until his curls start to bounce back, "You know that, right?"
He nods, but makes no effort to look up.
Whatever she didn't know was obviously painful. "I'm sorry."
"Not yer fault." He chokes out in a gruff voice.
She shakes her head, "I'm sorry that you're hurting." She explains softly, "and I'm sorry this is all I can do."
He gently nuzzles her neck. "It's perfect." He mumbles with a sniff as he draws in a deep breath. He squeezes her to his chest. "Thank you."
She falls silent in his arms as she continues to play with his hair, giving him time.
It was all she could give him. Time and warmth. Whatever it was that had him so deeply shaken wasn't going to give him up easily.
And he certainly didn't look like he was up to talking about it.
She blinks more tears away as she cradles his head against her chest.
"I'm so sorry Deez," Gil eventually pulls away, looking down at her with sad eyes. "I shouldn't have done that. I've been thinking. You must've been confused when you woke up, and I just-" He shakes his head before he lets it fall to meet her forehead. "I'm sorry. For all of it. Men shouldn't swear in front of ladies." He frowns.
He was so disappointed with himself. He probably scared her. He'd scared himself.
He looks towards the small, blood-smeared crater. Usually, he'd be proud of himself for getting so strong he could crack stone. But right now he just felt like a total dick. "Or snap at them. Or throw things like that-" He nods towards his hammer. "Or scare them, or worry them. I'm sorry Deez. That must've been really confusing… Especially after you blanked. It wasn't fair." He leans back against the wall with a sigh.
Deez blinks up at him with a furrowed brow, "Is that what happened?"
"Yeah, I don't think you appreciate yelling." Gil sighs. That needed to be worked on. Uma had a temper.
They all did under the right circumstances.
"You didn't scare me though, except I was scared for you. Scared you were going to push yourself too hard, or hurt yourself. Scared that I had no idea how to help you, but I wasn't scared of you. I know you would never hurt me."
Chocolate meets sapphire as he studies her. He didn't feel like she was lying. And being scared for him, even if he was being a ball of rage sounded enough like the truth for him to break the gaze. Relief floods him, quelling some of the guilt. "I- I would never forgive myself if I ever hurt you." He sighs. But he was worried he'd come close a couple of times. That's why he'd decided to go to the one place she couldn't follow until he could calm down.
"One of these days you're going to have to trust that you, Harry, Jay, and T have taught me to defend myself." She gives him a small smile.
"It's not that you can't defend yourself. I know you can." Gil sighs. He ducks his head. "It's the thought that I would do it in the first place Deez. Men shouldn't hurt ladies."
"But you didn't. I know it was stupid to jump in front of you like that. But-"
"But I was afraid I would." He reaches up to caress her cheek as he tucks a strand of hair behind her ear. "I love you Deez. I never want to hurt you. Or attempt to. Accident or not. I don't wanna hurt anyone in our family. I don't want to be like everyone else on the isle. I don't want to be some scumbag who beats on girls. That's why it wouldn't be forgivable Deez."
Deez cups his hand with hers as she nuzzles her cheek against his palm, "I know you would never hit me. I trust you."
Gil clenches his teeth as he looks away from her. "Never on purpose. But I wasn't thinkin' clearly Deez. I know it wouldn't have hurt you if it had landed, but it would've hurt me, and I think if you're being honest with yourself, it would have scared you. I don't want that. Ever."
"What are you asking me to do," Deez furrows her brow, "cause I feel like you're asking something."
"To listen if I ever get that upset again." He nudges his chin against her hair. "When I need to get something out. I need you to listen. I promise I'll come and let you fix it after. But please don't put yourself in the middle of it again. Please."
Deez bites her bottom lip as she looks away.
"Please." He didn't care that he was begging. "I don't ever want to hit you. So please, just- Don't do that again." His voice strains as he tenderly caresses her hair.
She presses a finger to his lips as she pulls back enough to look him in the eyes, "You want me to let you hurt yourself?"
"I'd rather hurt myself than hit you."
"Then here's my offer. I will listen to you. But you have to try and stick to swimming to work that out." She tilts her head, "Or working with the hammer," She huffs, "reasonably working with the hammer."
He looks towards the crater again. "Only if you don't touch me when I'm like that." He used to get so angry every time someone touched him. Only he was too small to properly defend himself. Wasn't strong enough.
Junior and Third had been brutal. And so much bigger than him. He swallows as he looks away.
It wasn't a time he liked to think about. But honestly it was the reason he worshipped Uma.
She'd pulled him from that hell. Helped him to not be so angry all the time. Got him used to touch. Show'd him touch didn't have to hurt.
It had been years since the last time he'd gotten like this. He had no idea he still was capable of that much rage and the realization shook him to his core.
"Okay." She nods before she frowns, "I'm sorry. I- I forgot you don't like being touched sometimes." She slowly pulls away.
Gil pulls her back to his chest. "Right now I need it though. I know it's confusing, sorry. I just..." He sighs. "I- I knew T had been hurt but he was a boy, and as much as it sucked, I know he would get over it with Uma's help… I can't- I don't know what to do. I want to hurt someone. But I don't have anyone to hurt. Girls should never be treated like that. He-She almost died Deez. That's how much he hurt her. He had her in salt Deez. There was so much blood." He swallows.
Deez furrows her brow before she kneels to hug him to her tightly, pressing his face to her chest.
"I just- I don't know what to do. I want to scream. Cry. Hurt someone who's already dead. I-" He pauses when he realizes he's shaking again.
He takes a deep breath and lets it out. "I don't want them out on the isle again." He swallows. "But if Uma and Harry are okay with it, there's nothing I can do. And it hurts." He brings up a hand over his heart and grips his shirt tightly. "It hurts so fu- so much I feel like I'm going to be sick." His hands wrap around her, pulling her to him tighter.
Deez. She was the only girl who ever let him protect her. The irony that she was the only one who didn't need it didn't escape his attention though.
Her steady heartbeat calms him even further. No wonder she always was doing this with him. It was soothing.
Deez presses a kiss to the top of his head, "It does hurt. It hurts a lot to feel like you can't do anything when doing something is all you want to do. It hurts to know something is wrong, and nothing you do will fix it." She rests her cheek against his hair, "I'm sorry. I know it sucks to feel like nothing you do will make it right. To feel like you have to suffer with the pain alone. But you're not alone."
His brow furrows as he pulls back and meets her gaze. If anyone was going to understand that, it would be her. She'd spent years writing letters to help people to no avail.
She'd burned people, sometimes accidentally. He'd heard the rumors that she'd killed people. Heard her admit to them that she had.
She'd seen enough of T that night that it had haunted her sleep.
"I know." He kisses right below her throat. "I'm never really alone. But it took getting my anger out to see that I was hurting. Needed an outlet for…" He looks away from her. "Thank you Deez. For staying. For joining us. For being my compass when I'm lost."
That's exactly what she was. A compass. She always seemed to know how to guide you back to calmer waters. Which was ironic since only a few short years ago she was the roiling sea.
Now that she'd learned to control her fire- her emotions better though? She'd become the one to go to when you were lost. When you couldn't think. When you needed to calm down.
He wasn't sure when his little hot head had become so level headed, but he appreciated her so much for it.
He smiles. Uma was the ship, sturdy, safe, and home. Harry the sails, even the wildest winds couldn't tear him down. He was the anchor that, ironically at the moment, kept the others level headed. And T was the spyglass, always on the lookout for danger and treasure. So it only made sense Deez would be the compass, always guiding them when they were lost.
"I like that." Deez smiles as she cups her hands around his cheeks, "Like I get to use all the experience you guys gave me when you wouldn't let me go. Get to use it to help others." She presses a kiss to his lips.
"Yeah." He pulls her back to his lap, cradling her in his arms as he leans back against the wall. "It took a while to sink in, but once it did, you ran with it like the tide- And now? Now you're the one that leads us to shore." He holds her closer to his chest protectively, vowing to keep her from ever losing that arrow.
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I really hope that you guys read these even if you don't respond. We always try to put some insight on the story into these bitches, so if you're not reading them you're really missing out…
On that random ass note...
Gil and Deez are absolutely the squee. Especially in this first scene. I love scenes where he holds her protectively. It's just such, I don't really know, but it tickles me. That being said do you think Gil realizes that he can put aside his fear when it comes to family? He was so proud of Uma and Deez when they were able to do it.
I Know we posed a similar question in the last chapter but... Do you guys have any theories as to why exactly Deez gets so scared when yelling starts? We'd love to hear them.
So, we all know the way Gil found out about Faustina was- Well, you have been confused too if you didn't know about Faustina and walked in on T bowing and speaking softly. Were you surprised that Gil wasn't overly bothered by the fact Uma and Harry had kept Faustina a secret to him? Did it bother any of you?
One of Dark's fav things bout Deez is that, even when waking up confused, her first thoughts are for the people she cares about. In this case Gil. She never ceases to be selfless and caring, putting her family above her own concerns and needs. She hates seeing anyone she cares about upset. especially our Sweet Boy. Dark and I both agree that it shows how much Deez cares for those she claims as her own. What do you guys think?
So Deez doesn't put her foot down about much, but she was staunchly against lying to Gil.
Deez hates being lied to, and is against lying in general, especially when she can almost always tell when people are doing so. It's like a blessed curse. Or a cursed blessing. (Depends how you look at it) Especially on the isle. That being said, was it still surprising to you that she stood her ground on it with Uma?
So I think we can all agree that Gil's thoughts from learning Faustina's name and then onwards snowballed like an avalanche. Did you like seeing him work through his thought process? Deez was definitely startled. And poor James was completely blindsided by Gil's order. Where were you?
So, for being on the isle, we feel like Gil did pretty well for someone working through their anger. What were your thoughts on it?
Gil beating the fuck out of the metal? Not just crafting and creating?
He even growled at Deez, for all intents and purposes told her to fuck off.
Did it seem par for the course? Or were you surprised by the amount of anger our Sweet Boy possessed?
It's never easy watching someone hurt themselves, especially someone you love, so how hard was it for you to see Deez struggle to stop Gil from doing just that?
What did you guys think about Gil's sudden dunk in the ocean? Did it make sense? Surprise you? Catch you off guard?
Okay, we get it might be weird, but after another in-depth conversation, we both agreed that Deez doesn't know about rape. At least, not in any relatable way.
How you might be asking yourself? The answer is surprisingly simple. No one on the isle, even the biggest of the idiots, would ever dare try. Hello fire?
But what about the lipstick T made for E you might be asking. Simple, Deez always thought it was to keep E from having a real fight, to keep from getting scarred.
That being said, the family has been keeping Baby Girl in the dark, from one of the, for lack of better terms, darkest aspects of the isle.
So, what do you guys think about Deez wanting to learn about what happened to Harry, what happened to T/Faustina?
Do you agree with the family's desire to want to keep her in the dark? Or do you think it's time she finds out the whole truth?
No one likes to feel helpless. Especially when all you can do is look at the situation and admit that you don't know enough to be able to help. But what do you think of Deez trying?
The end of that first scene tugged at my heart. Did it elicit any feelings for any of you?
*Shakes head* Gil is such a misogynist. But on the other hand it's endearingly sweet. I'm really between a rock and a hard place on this one. Is it sexist, or just protective? Please let me know where your coin lands.
I know I shouldn't laugh, but seriously this was just adorable. Deez silencing Gil with a finger to his lips. And just, that deadpan question. She's so insulted that Gil could even ask her to just let that happen. Let him hurt himself.
I don't know if we've discussed this in the past, so are any of you surprised that at his core Gil is a little bundle of rage? Does it surprise you if we haven't? Have we shared enough of his past for it to make sense?
Compass. That's what Gil called Deez. Do you guys agree? Do you think our Baby Girl is a Compass? Or is there some other nautical term you would have used in its stead? We'd really love to know.
The second scene ended in the same place as the first for me. Tugging at my heart. What do you think about Gil's analogy?
Looking forward to hearing from you,
With much love and appreciation
-Twisted
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