"I... I can't. I can't turn myself in."
He was afraid to. He was afraid to admit what he'd done. And yes, he was ashamed of himself. What would Mia think? What would Marissa think? What would his Mom and Dad think? Nobody could ever know, but he was forgetting something. He knew he was forgetting something, but he didn't know what it was.
Then he thought about something. He figured it must have been what we was forgetting.
"How do you know Mia?"
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