[It is what he had pleaded for, that what problems they have they work through together rather than each carrying his burden alone. But the secrets he has lugged behind him for the past year, weighing him down like a ball and chain, seem like too great a burden to thrust on Oliver.
Connor is silent for a long moment, so long that the quiet and darkness itself seem to manifest as a weight that presses down on him and makes it difficult to breathe. Then finally, he manages to press the words out. They are quiet and desolate, but in his own ears they are an explosion.]
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Connor is silent for a long moment, so long that the quiet and darkness itself seem to manifest as a weight that presses down on him and makes it difficult to breathe. Then finally, he manages to press the words out. They are quiet and desolate, but in his own ears they are an explosion.]
I know what happened to Sam Keating.