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You'll Thank Me Later

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He took a deep breath, exhaling slowly through his nose. "Look at her. She's at the top of her class. Her room is spotless. Every authority at this school knows that she is capable, trustworthy and respectful. That is how we raised her. With that, she can do anything, go anywhere, have any she could possibly want. If giving her that means we don't have a relationship, that's a sacrifice I would make again."

"She didn't get that choice!" yelled Mira.

He continued to tend the fire. "If she doesn't like it, she can resent me all she wants from the right hand of the throne."