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[ He blinks. There's a moment where he looks away, as if caught by surprise by the question. His eyes narrow and he knots his fingers tightly in the chain, fingers turning white with the lack of circulation. ]

It was necessary. [ A beat. ]

There was no other way to gain my father's trust.

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